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7 hours ago, d0ublestr0ker0ll said:

 

The only reason men put up with the craziest, most disrespectul women.

 


Bro.  This crazy joint almost ruined my life in high school because I couldn't get enough of that good Dominican lovin'.  Never knew sex could be so crazy. To this day I believe she was an enchantress.  This young woman had me holding hands in public and bringing her breakfast before school.  I'd whisper in her ear I wanted her to have my kids when we were going at it.  I changed my AOL profile for her.  

Took the bros to be like Matt wtf man, she's cray cray.  Showing up at the crib unannounced to see if there was a girl at my house, calling my cell phone like 10 times back to back.  She'd call my friends if she couldn't get a hold of me when I was in the streets.  When we broke up over the phone, she said she was either gonna kill herself or move to New York.  So I went over there to check on her and she answered the door crying, butt ass naked (she was home alone).  I followed her to her room and she had a steak knife on the bed and a big trash bag on the floor with clothes and **** in it.  

I probably should've realized to stay away from the crazy when she told me early on that both her older brothers were in jail.  

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Talked to my boy. It’s a lot more complicated. Kids always make it so. Wish the best to him but Jesus he makes no sense. When I asked him, he said we didn’t get married. It was just an expensive photo shoot. 

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5 hours ago, Chew said:


Bro.  This crazy joint I'd whisper in her ear I wanted her to have my kids when we were going at it.  I changed my AOL profile for her.

 

DAWG, LOL.  AOL profile.  You've got mail.  Reminds me of AOL messenger.  OG texting.

 

I went thru the zombie-mode recently.  She was insane, dangerous even.  Can't-belive-I'm-alive type ish.  All for the poontang.

 

Mexican, Native American, ass and thighs of gold...face from heaven...that's about it as far as qualities.

 

Run, Do Itch's friend.  Change your name, witness protection program.  Trust me.  Darrell Green Usain Bolt gtfo of there.

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So earlier tonite, I took my puppy out for a walk, around 7:30.  I'm home alone for the week, the girlfriend is at a funeral so I'm holding it down here with the puppy and trying to keep the house in one piece.

 

Anyway, our backyard backs up to an empty lot that's partially wooded.  It's an average neighborhood, quarter acre lots, some older homes mixed in with some newer ones.  Past the wooded lot is a cul-de-sac.  If there was a house built on this empty lot, the house would face the cul-de-sac.  

 

It's dark out, I flipped on the porch light but that doesn't provide any great light past 10 feet off the porch.  The puppy pulls me out the door, off the porch and into our yard.  At the back of our yard, adjacent to the empty lot is a thigh-high rinky-dink fence that doesn't do anything more than delineate the property line.  So the puppy is a couple feet away from the fence pulling on the leash and is all worked up.  And all of a sudden I hear a voice.

 

"Hi."

 

I couldn't tell where it was coming from and I looked over my shoulder to my left.  There's a guy that lives on the adjacent street off the cul-de-sac who's disabled and has a dog that he walks around the neighborhood and he usually cuts through our driveway and yard to get home.  It's not ideal but he picks up after his dog and also does really nice stuff like haul our recycle bins from the street.  I'm looking for him but I don't see him.

 

"Over here."  I look in front of me, about 25 feet past the fence, standing on the edge of the woods on the empty lot is a man, but not the man that walks his dog through our yard.  And it's dark out, but the cul-de-sac has a streetlight that partially lights this guy.  I can see enough to tell that he's a white guy, about 6 feet tall, slim build, glasses, grayish hair and he had on a blue or purple pullover fleece/sweatshirt.  

 

"Didn't mean to scare you," he said.

 

"Ah, well...you sure did a good job of it."  Now, my girlfriend and her mother (who owns the house we live in and rents it out to us) know the guy who owns this lot.  Apparently he's been talking about building on it for years and I'd seen him out there this past summer.  I figured it could be him and he was going to introduce himself.  From where he's standing, he could have directly seen into our kitchen and two bedrooms had the lights been on and the blinds up.  And he could have probably seen into our neighbors house directly to our left.

 

"It's a nice night out," he said.

 

"Yup, sure is," I replied.  "Nicer than it was earlier."

 

And after a pause he just said "Well, have a good evening," and he turned around and started walking into the cul-de-sac, kind of towards the house on the other side, for a minute I thought he might be the guy that lives in that house.  But then he turns left and starts running down the street which is a giant hill.   And I'm like, what the **** is going on, who is this guy?  And where's he going?

 

My puppy is doing her business but after she finishes up I run with her over to the cul-de-sac and stand at the top of the hill and by this point he's three quarters of the way down, still running.  By this point I'm assuming he's not going into any of the houses.  Sure enough, he passes under a streetlight at the bottom of the hill and into a shadow, I couldn't see if he turned right or left.

 

Ran back into the house and thought about calling the cops.  Instead, called the girlfriend and she said the owner of that lot always drives up to it, parks his car into the cul-de-sac and also doesn't live anywhere else in the neighborhood so it definitely wasn't him.  She told me to go to the neighbors house who are adjacent to the left of the empty lot and tell them what I saw and see if they've seen anything.  I've said hi to these neighbors a few times before but certainly don't know them.  They seem nice and are probably in their late 50s to early 60s.

 

I walk over there, ring the doorbell, the wife answers and I tell her what I saw.  And then the husband comes to the door and I explained it to him, too.  These neighbors have deer cameras, one on a fence that's by their garage and another one on a tree in that wooded lot, I guess this is something you do when you're retired and bored.  He explained to me that he saw a giant buck there and wanted to keep track of the deer family that lives in the woods on that empty lot.  Then he proceeded to explain to me that he's seen this person in that lot a few times this winter on his deer cameras.

 

Now...these people are being as friendly as can be so I didn't want to upset them by getting angry but the first thing that came to my mind (as I'm sure it's come to yours) is "You've seen this ****ing guy standing in that lot that's right next to your house and can easily see into our house and you DIDN'T ****ING THINK TO SAY ANYTHING TO US?"  I asked him if he'd been able to make anything out from the deer camera, but it's infrared, so it's more just of a shape.  We speculate on who it could be (random peeping Tom, homeless guy, ax murderer, rapist, whatever) and then I told them to let me know when he shows up on their deer camera again.  

 

Went back inside, definitely called the cops.  They came out a few minutes later, I walked them through what I saw.  They said they'd circled the neighborhood but hadn't seen anyone.

 

Needless to say, I'm not getting a lot of sleep tonight.  Seriously, what the ****ing ****?  How many times have my girlfriend or I walked the puppy at night, only to have some weirdo standing in the shadows not too far away?  Has he been trying to look in our house?  And why the hell would our neighbors not say anything?  Super uneasy all the way around.

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2 hours ago, Spaceman Spiff said:

So earlier tonite, I took my puppy out for a walk, around 7:30.  I'm home alone for the week, the girlfriend is at a funeral so I'm holding it down here with the puppy and trying to keep the house in one piece.

 

Anyway, our backyard backs up to an empty lot that's partially wooded.  It's an average neighborhood, quarter acre lots, some older homes mixed in with some newer ones.  Past the wooded lot is a cul-de-sac.  If there was a house built on this empty lot, the house would face the cul-de-sac.  

 

It's dark out, I flipped on the porch light but that doesn't provide any great light past 10 feet off the porch.  The puppy pulls me out the door, off the porch and into our yard.  At the back of our yard, adjacent to the empty lot is a thigh-high rinky-dink fence that doesn't do anything more than delineate the property line.  So the puppy is a couple feet away from the fence pulling on the leash and is all worked up.  And all of a sudden I hear a voice.

 

"Hi."

 

I couldn't tell where it was coming from and I looked over my shoulder to my left.  There's a guy that lives on the adjacent street off the cul-de-sac who's disabled and has a dog that he walks around the neighborhood and he usually cuts through our driveway and yard to get home.  It's not ideal but he picks up after his dog and also does really nice stuff like haul our recycle bins from the street.  I'm looking for him but I don't see him.

 

"Over here."  I look in front of me, about 25 feet past the fence, standing on the edge of the woods on the empty lot is a man, but not the man that walks his dog through our yard.  And it's dark out, but the cul-de-sac has a streetlight that partially lights this guy.  I can see enough to tell that he's a white guy, about 6 feet tall, slim build, glasses, grayish hair and he had on a blue or purple pullover fleece/sweatshirt.  

 

"Didn't mean to scare you," he said.

 

"Ah, well...you sure did a good job of it."  Now, my girlfriend and her mother (who owns the house we live in and rents it out to us) know the guy who owns this lot.  Apparently he's been talking about building on it for years and I'd seen him out there this past summer.  I figured it could be him and he was going to introduce himself.  From where he's standing, he could have directly seen into our kitchen and two bedrooms had the lights been on and the blinds up.  And he could have probably seen into our neighbors house directly to our left.

 

"It's a nice night out," he said.

 

"Yup, sure is," I replied.  "Nicer than it was earlier."

 

And after a pause he just said "Well, have a good evening," and he turned around and started walking into the cul-de-sac, kind of towards the house on the other side, for a minute I thought he might be the guy that lives in that house.  But then he turns left and starts running down the street which is a giant hill.   And I'm like, what the **** is going on, who is this guy?  And where's he going?

 

My puppy is doing her business but after she finishes up I run with her over to the cul-de-sac and stand at the top of the hill and by this point he's three quarters of the way down, still running.  By this point I'm assuming he's not going into any of the houses.  Sure enough, he passes under a streetlight at the bottom of the hill and into a shadow, I couldn't see if he turned right or left.

 

Ran back into the house and thought about calling the cops.  Instead, called the girlfriend and she said the owner of that lot always drives up to it, parks his car into the cul-de-sac and also doesn't live anywhere else in the neighborhood so it definitely wasn't him.  She told me to go to the neighbors house who are adjacent to the left of the empty lot and tell them what I saw and see if they've seen anything.  I've said hi to these neighbors a few times before but certainly don't know them.  They seem nice and are probably in their late 50s to early 60s.

 

I walk over there, ring the doorbell, the wife answers and I tell her what I saw.  And then the husband comes to the door and I explained it to him, too.  These neighbors have deer cameras, one on a fence that's by their garage and another one on a tree in that wooded lot, I guess this is something you do when you're retired and bored.  He explained to me that he saw a giant buck there and wanted to keep track of the deer family that lives in the woods on that empty lot.  Then he proceeded to explain to me that he's seen this person in that lot a few times this winter on his deer cameras.

 

Now...these people are being as friendly as can be so I didn't want to upset them by getting angry but the first thing that came to my mind (as I'm sure it's come to yours) is "You've seen this ****ing guy standing in that lot that's right next to your house and can easily see into our house and you DIDN'T ****ING THINK TO SAY ANYTHING TO US?"  I asked him if he'd been able to make anything out from the deer camera, but it's infrared, so it's more just of a shape.  We speculate on who it could be (random peeping Tom, homeless guy, ax murderer, rapist, whatever) and then I told them to let me know when he shows up on their deer camera again.  

 

Went back inside, definitely called the cops.  They came out a few minutes later, I walked them through what I saw.  They said they'd circled the neighborhood but hadn't seen anyone.

 

Needless to say, I'm not getting a lot of sleep tonight.  Seriously, what the ****ing ****?  How many times have my girlfriend or I walked the puppy at night, only to have some weirdo standing in the shadows not too far away?  Has he been trying to look in our house?  And why the hell would our neighbors not say anything?  Super uneasy all the way around.

 

When creepy s*** like this happens to me, I think of two things.  #1, father time.  Time will pass by and the anxiety goes down.  In your situation, I'd be thinking all kinds of crazy s***.  "What if guy does some meth and comes back for revenge one day."  Awful, very unlikely to happen-though..but it goes in to the second thought.

 

I immediatly bought pepper spray, have a couple of knives I carry.  Shoot that mf if you're in to guns.  F that.  PROTECT THIS HOUSE.

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4 hours ago, d0ublestr0ker0ll said:

 

When creepy s*** like this happens to me, I think of two things.  #1, father time.  Time will pass by and the anxiety goes down.  In your situation, I'd be thinking all kinds of crazy s***.  "What if guy does some meth and comes back for revenge one day."  Awful, very unlikely to happen-though..but it goes in to the second thought.

 

I immediatly bought pepper spray, have a couple of knives I carry.  Shoot that mf if you're in to guns.  F that.  PROTECT THIS HOUSE.

 

Yeah, there are guns in the house.  Revolvers.  I grew up shooting shotguns, bird hunting, skeet shooting, sporting clays...I'm very comfortable with shotguns, handguns are another story.  Don't nearly have the experience with them that I probably should.  That doesn't mean I can't wave it around and scare the **** out of an intruder or something.  

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I'm curious what is happening to the housing market in your area.

Because where I live it's out of control like I've never seen it before, I wonder where the end is.

Every house I've heard of selling in the last 6 months has gotten more than asking. 

About 6 months ago my neighbors got a divorce and their house got 2 dozen offers at their open house only a few days after they put it on the market and they got 285 for it, which at the time I thought was crazy until just recently a couple close friends of mine put their house on the market. 

It's a good size house and pretty nice but it's got the driveway from hell and pretty much no yard, it's built on a cliff with nothing but huge boulders and ledge for a yard.

They paid 181 for it 11 years ago and they put it on the market 5 days ago for 315 which seemed staggering until yesterday when they got 6 offers all over asking and accepted the one for 341.

That's nearly double the price from 11 years ago, just crazy.

 

Also rent in the area has completely exploded too.

Im curious What is happening in other areas of the country and what is the cause of this explosion. 

I have my guesses but wonder what's happening elsewhere and what people think is the cause beyond what is already obvious with the virus.

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2 hours ago, Spaceman Spiff said:

 

Yeah, there are guns in the house.  Revolvers.  I grew up shooting shotguns, bird hunting, skeet shooting, sporting clays...I'm very comfortable with shotguns, handguns are another story.  Don't nearly have the experience with them that I probably should.  That doesn't mean I can't wave it around and scare the **** out of an intruder or something.  

 

Meh, handguns are the easiest.  Reminded me of learning how to handle BB guns, just loud.  Guns are loud, knock your eardrums out.

 

Dude needs an asswhoopin, but a real security detail works wonders.  Pace your property like man out for blood.  One gander and the dude, the neighborhood, will take notice.  "This man don't play."  Revolvers kick ass.

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Just now, d0ublestr0ker0ll said:

 

Meh, handguns are the easiest.  Reminded me of learning how to handle BB guns, just loud.  Guns are loud, knock your eardrums out.

 

Dude needs an asswhoopin, but a real security detail works wonders.  Pace your property like man out for blood.  One gander and the dude, the neighborhood, will take notice.  "This man don't play."  Revolvers kick ass.

 

Dude probably does need an asswhoopin.  I hear ya on the handguns but I was planning on getting a shotgun for hunting later this year anyway, so I'm gonna roll with that.  In addition, I'm going to get one of those bright ass tactical flashlights with the strobe, camp out on the porch and scare the **** out of him sometime soon.

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33 minutes ago, Spaceman Spiff said:

 

Dude probably does need an asswhoopin.  I hear ya on the handguns but I was planning on getting a shotgun for hunting later this year anyway, so I'm gonna roll with that.  In addition, I'm going to get one of those bright ass tactical flashlights with the strobe, camp out on the porch and scare the **** out of him sometime soon.

 

Yes.  Go even harder.  Think **** up.  It's a game now.

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Oh how I miss the low rise jeans of the early 2000s... Ladies wearing these things up to their ribs now just doesn't do it for me.

 

Maybe with CrossFit and the butt injections they'd be falling out of the low rise? These things I ponder.

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1 hour ago, CRobi21 said:

Oh how I miss the low rise jeans of the early 2000s... Ladies wearing these things up to their ribs now just doesn't do it for me.

 

Maybe with CrossFit and the butt injections they'd be falling out of the low rise? These things I ponder.

 

They should be coming back around.  Fashion trends usually do.  

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My friends 8 year old son is having a birthday party at laser tag tomorrow, I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am. I am going to annihilate them 

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