After a long day at work, going to the gym, feeling pretty great about life, I then get harassed by some man at the bus stop, who after scaring me by touching me and screaming at me for my number, then jerks off, pees on the street, comes at me again yelling with his hand on his privates for the world to see. Thank you for making me feel scared on a great day. I hope you enjoyed your night in jail. —Normally Very Happy Person
This article appears in Sep 29 – Oct 5, 2011.
Operation: ShadowProjest enters sinister “Phase 2”
This is amazing lol
I’m glad you stuck around the bus stop for all of that so you could retell the story
oops, I just filed a report on you because I thought you were posting another spam message about the operation shadow project.
Sorry for making sport OP. When you say that this enema bag spent a night in jail, does that mean that you reported him and saw him arrested? Because, Goddamned Good For You. Nobody should have to face that kind of garbage, anywhere.
Barrington St. Remember when it was a destination for people other than weekenders from the hospital across the harbour?
This is why i study self defense. You put your hand on me and you wind up on your head. The wrist is a great place to apply torque honey.
I hope he gets more than just a night in jail.
or.. there is always the other, much more damaging approach. You have to be pretty wordsmithy and verbose to pull it off though. Stand there and tell him about how nobody loves him. Nobody will ever love him. He will be alone forever. No woman would accept any amount of money in exchange for sleeping with him and would rather get pissed on by 40 midgets for 40 days straight than feel the touch of his hand on her outer layer of clothing for even another second, blah blah. Then laugh at him as if his presence near your presence is the most ridiculous, offensive thing you’ve ever seen in your life and THEN start asking women standing around you if they would ever sleep with him.
Once he’s been thoroughly dragged through cowshit, tell him that if he ever so much as looks at you again, you’ll say something mean next time.
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The wrist is a great place to apply torque honey.
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I LoVE torque honey! On an English muffin, on multigrain toast.
Or is torque honey like Santorum: the frothy mixture of lube and fecal matter that is the byproduct of anal sex(thanks, Dan Savage!)
Let’s eat Grandma!
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Let’s eat, Grandma!
The comma: nature’s thing that does the thing you like.
sorry op..I was just feel’n a little randy..:)
Genitals, meet foot. Big party, everybody yelling!
LOL. The SleepWatcher takes the bus now!
come on seb, leave the women to the men. she was a she. or didn’t you get your new glasses yet?
seriously though, i couldn’t help it, you turned me on so much, with your turn down. next time, i’ll bring a cup to share with you.
oh, sorry, i was at park lane, not s.s., will try there next week. lotsa nice fat horny chicks, that don’t get none or much there too. and seb, sorry about almost choking on my big one, told you not to swallow so fast.
thanks for all the comments, i did happen to see the cops take him to into the car, my bus was late.
i will think about the self defense, but i still have hope for this city that after almost my whole adult life living here it was the first time something strange happened to me.