BF2S Forums Arg.. women.. HELP ME

MAGUIRE93 wrote:

LT.Victim wrote:

very lengthy quote..

wow he sounds like an asshole.

If your referring to me as the asshole..

I probably sounded like an asshole because I was pissed, and I wanted to make sure she knew it... and she did

krazed wrote:

hmm, i wonder what happened when he got back. i think i'll pm him and request an update big_smile

This isn't really anything exciting.. but someone asked for an update, and I find them fun to write..


Well, I flew from Vegas to Seattle yesterday. I then had to drive home from Seattle to Vancouver.. about 3 hour drive.


As I got across the US/CAN border I started texting her.. I hadn't talked to her for 3 days prior as Internet Access was like 15 dollars for 24 hours at both the hotels I stayed at.. fuck that. I could have called her I guess, but who knows if she'd pick up, and long distance is expensive either way..

I brought my phone and my USB charger with me on the trip so I could text her.. cheaper then calling.. My phone lasted for an amazing 7 days without charger.. which I thought was pretty good..  I decided it was probably time to charge it, so I plug it into my grandmas laptop, the USB port didn't have enough power to charge my phone or something.. lame

So my phones nearly dead when I'm texting her.. I try to keep it quick and simple. I ask her whats up. and shes like..

"Bin waiting.." "I can't wait to see you" "call me when you get home"..

and then my phone dies.. lol

So I get home, plug my phone in, call her, tell her to come to my house. She gets to my house, I'm outside across the street because I we put our dirtbikes in my Grandparents garage (they live right across the street, and also have a Vacation/Winter house where we stayed in South Cali)

Just as I'm about to cross the street back to my house, I see her pull up to my house... I sneak up behind her car and grab her from behind as shes getting out of her car.. She jumped, but then realized it was me and then we hugged and kissed.. all that lovey-dovey stuff.. She comes into my house, I show her some photos from my trip, tell her stories, she tells me stories about what she did.. etc etc..

I then check my facebook messages.. like I said before, I didn't have a change to check them for about 3 days..

hey i really wanna talk to you , wish you were home..or at least online.
i miss you

And then next message was just a full page of <3 <3 <3 until it wouldn't let her type any more.. lol..

She went home around 1 am.. we just cuddled and stuff...


Next morning.. wake up, go to school, see her in the parking lot, walk with her to our English class.. We are in the same English class and sit next to each other, I thought it would be kinda weird, but its actually really fun. Makes English class that much more exciting, and it doesn't feel that weird because there are other couples in our class that sit next to each other too.. There's been a few times when shes been away from class, slept in etc.. and Lindsey's mom sent a Email to our teacher to tell him that I would pass on the work to Lindsey.. So my English teacher calls me up to his desk, hes a huge fellow, probably around 400 pounds or more, he looks like a pear and he never ever gets out of his desk. He's got sort of a gay lisp when he speaks. I feel bad for the guy, hes probably never gonna get any in his whole life. Probably still lives with his mom.. lol.. Anyways.. just thought you want to know that.. So he calls me up and hes like "Lindsey's mom said you and her are pretty close.." I'm like "yeah".. and hes like "ok, can you make sure she gets the work..."

... I have really no idea why I needed to mention that story, cause its quite lame and not even funny... Moving on..

After school I go over to her house, right as I'm getting there.. her parents are leaving to the pub. No parents home, her sister wasn't home, wonder what I wanted to do.. lol.. and then her sister, who wasn't suppose to be home until 5 comes home.. She talks to me and Lindsey for a while before leaving her room to go eat.. So me and Lindsey start making out and stuff on her bed.. I have to work at 5, its like 4.. If were gonna do this, we gotta do it now. I didn't bring any condoms with me because I thought her parents were gonna be home. So I had to run out and go to my truck to my stash to get some.. I sprint to my truck, grab 2, and then run back to her house.. When I get back into Lindsey's house Lindsey's sister is just like "where did you go?".. Awkward silence.. and then Lindsey's just like.. Uh.. He went to go get something from his backpack in his truck.. Lindsey's sister, "what?".. Lindsey's repeats herself.. "what" again by her sister.. "Oh never mind"..  I'm pretty sure she knew what I got from my truck.. lmao

So then we proceed to her bedroom, shut the door, and do the dirty.. Which was awesome because we hadn't done it for almost 2 weeks.. and when you do it almost every day, or almost everyday.. it's alot better.. Tried some new positions and stuff out..  Shes just like, "Wow, that was different.." I'm like "Ya.. can't just be doing the same old same ole..."

At this time.. I gotta leave for work.. I throw on my clothes, she fixes up her hair and stuff, and then I leave.. go to work. Come home.. and here I am.. She had Softball practice from 7-9.. I was gonna see her after I got off work and she was done practice. But she has a Biology 12 test tomorrow, so I let her study, because If I was there, she wouldn't be studying.. lol


Over all.. I'm glad I went away in the long run, it was boring, drama happened etc.. didn't get to see her for nearly 2 weeks.. but what was good was it made me and her realize how much I love her, and how much she really loves me..

Movies deviate considerably from their written origins, so we could edit it out.

(This deviation might include adding a five minute fight scene between Scott and Ryan, but money is infinitely more important than historical accuracy.)

Last edited by nukchebi0 (2008-03-27 02:02:40)

In addition, we should change the thread title from its current state to "The Story of How Ryan Got Lucky" (in more ways than one).

I shake my fist at this thread and everyone in it.


By the way I think Scott and Ryan should be fighting on top of a train plummeting into a ravine in the movie.

Her parents are going away for the weekend... Now I can sleep over and not have to worry about being shot by her dad at 4:00 AM when he gets up...

Canadianloser wrote:

LT.Victim wrote:

Her parents are going away for the weekend... Now I can sleep over and not have to worry about being shot by her dad at 4:00 AM when he gets up...

nice

for the movie, we should do it, just do like a 5 minute flash movie, have local bf2ers do voice-overs and such, maybe even lt.victim as ryan if i could do flash i'd do it

anyone?

I'd do my voice-over.. but sadly I have no idea how to use flash too..

A much better excuse would have been to say "I needed (or Lindsey saying 'Ryan needed') to make sure my (his) truck was locked." It is believable.

Lai wrote:

nukchebi0 wrote:

A much better excuse would have been to say "I needed (or Lindsey saying 'Ryan needed') to make sure my (his) truck was locked." It is believable.

Ha!.. according to Michael Moore nobody locks their houses in Canada (and I remember Ryan unwillingly confirming this somewhere in this topic), because of low crime. I guess that would mean they probably don't lock their trucks either, if they're parked in front of their houses, even if they can''t keep an eye on it because they are "occupied". In any case such an excuse would not be valid in Canada and only contribute to the suspicion.

Na.. I usually lock my truck, I don't want someone stealing my Garage opener or something and taking everything from my garage..

My house though.. The only time I lock it is when I go out, otherwise if I'm home, it's usually unlocked..



Oh and.. I slept over at her house last night, even though her parents didn't leave till like 7 in the morning.. Her mom walks in her room, sees me, doesn't care..

Had sex 3 times last night, the last "session" lasted like an hour and a half.. Which is pretty fucking long if you ask me, we were both ready to pass out by the end.... We Just kept going and going.. and going..

And then we had a shower together this morning.. had sex in the shower.. that was a first for me.. lol

..and I'm out of condoms.. gotta buy some more. But the good thing is, she started taking birth control about 3 weeks ago.. Her mom told her not to tell me, I guess that was a good idea, but then I found the box of pills by her bed..

... So lifes good

I reckon typing that post took longer

So after all this, if you were to find me in bed with her tomorrow night, what would you do to me?

(Feel free to go into graphic detail)

justice wrote:

So after all this, if you were to find me in bed with her tomorrow night, what would you do to me?

(Feel free to go into graphic detail)

I know she would never. Not just because she loves me too much, but because or sex life is way to good to warrant her being desperate enough to sleep with another guy in the first place. The last 2 days, I've been laid 8 times... Nympho much..

But Hypothically speaking..

I'd take one of the bats behind her bedroom door, drag your ass out of the bedroom, shut the door so she wouldn't see what I'm about to do to you, and then I'd beat the living shit out of you. I'd beat you to an inch of your life, and then drag you ass out onto the street and then call an ambulance. I wouldn't want you to die, because I would want you to live in misery for the rest of your life instead.. I'd then go to your car, assuming that you have one, Pop all the tires, continue to smash the windows and dent the fuck out of it. I mean, what good is a car to you if you aren't even gonna be able to take a shit by yourself anymore.  If I knew where you lived, I'd set the place on fire. But don't worry, your not gonna need a house for a while anyways cause you'll be in the Hospital recovering. If you can even feed yourself by the time you get out, considered yourself lucky.

You take away the only one true thing that I really care about in this world, then I'm gonna fucking ruin your life forever.

..oh and then I'd probably do something along the lines of what Lai said.

LT.Victim wrote:

justice wrote:

So after all this, if you were to find me in bed with her tomorrow night, what would you do to me?

(Feel free to go into graphic detail)

I know she would never. Not just because she loves me too much, but because or sex life is way to good to warrant her being desperate enough to sleep with another guy in the first place. The last 2 days, I've been laid 8 times... Nympho much..

But Hypothically speaking..

I'd take one of the bats behind her bedroom door, drag your ass out of the bedroom, shut the door so she wouldn't see what I'm about to do to you, and then I'd beat the living shit out of you. I'd beat you to an inch of your life, and then drag you ass out onto the street and then call an ambulance. I wouldn't want you to die, because I would want you to live in misery for the rest of your life instead.. I'd then go to your car, assuming that you have one, Pop all the tires, continue to smash the windows and dent the fuck out of it. I mean, what good is a car to you if you aren't even gonna be able to take a shit by yourself anymore.  If I knew where you lived, I'd set the place on fire. But don't worry, your not gonna need a house for a while anyways cause you'll be in the Hospital recovering. If you can even feed yourself by the time you get out, considered yourself lucky.

You take away the only one true thing that I really care about in this world, then I'm gonna fucking ruin your life forever.

..oh and then I'd probably do something along the lines of what Lai said.

chill bro.

Bumping the Official BF2s Soap Opera for the sake of Boredom and curiousity.