Originally Posted by TumorAttitude

So, my best friend in the world came out to me. I'm such a fucking idiot. How could I have not known that he was gay? I've known this kid for three years. First few monthes I knew him, I guess I figured he was gay but he kept telling me that he wasn't. Whenever somebody asked him, he got pissed off too.....like a dooshy straight guy would.
I really, really thought he was straight even though now that I look back its kind of apparent that he's not. I kept asking him about girls. Over and over again. "Hey, you fuck Amanda yet? You fuck her? You fuck her?" And I started freaking out after I got the Dude, I'm gay text message because I went back and thought about all the time I've asked him about girls or whatever and realized that I've been killing him a little. I feel horrible.
This is where the story gets weird. My tweeny sister and her friend were in the same room with me and saw me flipping out over a text I had got. And I couldn't tell them that he had outed himself to me. They'd tell everyone....Shit. So I told them they needed to prank call some random person that had been a doosh to me or something. I had no idea who's number to give them so I gave them Fasho's cell phone number. Shut up. If they yell at him, I don't have to make eye contact with him afterwards. He didn't answer, of course, because he has no fucking sense of adventure....
I was still staring at my phone and twitching so they kept bugging me about what was wrong. I had to lie. I told them Fasho was a kid I knew and that I thought he was dead and that I had to make sure if he was really dead or something so I made them call him. So yeah. Fasho's really dead. Just ask my sister.
They kept bugging me and wouldn't let me go to sleep unless I gave them somebody to prankcall that would actually answer so I gave them the number of my ex boyfriend. Didn't answer. Gave them the number of my other ex boyfriend. Didn't answer. Gave them the number of a girl that broke my heart. Didn't answer. Lets see, I thought to myself. Who's another floppy balled jerk? And who's awake? Who will probably answer?

I gave them Rickenbaker's number and they called him and talked to him in a Bill Cosby voice. He seemed sort of amused so I don't feel too bad.

Oh, and just so you know, Fasho's mom ran him over with a pick-up truck. Thats how he died.

Originally Posted by Sansa Stark

I'm down with Jesus, in that case.

Originally Posted by TumorAttitude

Sure, yes. It was intentional.
Fasho isn't really dead. I made that up so I wouldn't have to out my friend. I'm not that good at thinking quickly.....

Originally Posted by hissundaygirl09.

its been 3 days and im still starting to get reallllllllllllllly lonely. . i broke my phone because of him


i was soo angry i threw it at the wall

Originally Posted by TumorAttitude

So, my best friend in the world came out to me. I'm such a fucking idiot. How could I have not known that he was gay? I've known this kid for three years. First few monthes I knew him, I guess I figured he was gay but he kept telling me that he wasn't. Whenever somebody asked him, he got pissed off too.....like a dooshy straight guy would.
I really, really thought he was straight even though now that I look back its kind of apparent that he's not. I kept asking him about girls. Over and over again. "Hey, you fuck Amanda yet? You fuck her? You fuck her?" And I started freaking out after I got the Dude, I'm gay text message because I went back and thought about all the time I've asked him about girls or whatever and realized that I've been killing him a little. I feel horrible.
This is where the story gets weird. My tweeny sister and her friend were in the same room with me and saw me flipping out over a text I had got. And I couldn't tell them that he had outed himself to me. They'd tell everyone....Shit. So I told them they needed to prank call some random person that had been a doosh to me or something. I had no idea who's number to give them so I gave them Fasho's cell phone number. Shut up. If they yell at him, I don't have to make eye contact with him afterwards. He didn't answer, of course, because he has no fucking sense of adventure....
I was still staring at my phone and twitching so they kept bugging me about what was wrong. I had to lie. I told them Fasho was a kid I knew and that I thought he was dead and that I had to make sure if he was really dead or something so I made them call him. So yeah. Fasho's really dead. Just ask my sister.
They kept bugging me and wouldn't let me go to sleep unless I gave them somebody to prankcall that would actually answer so I gave them the number of my ex boyfriend. Didn't answer. Gave them the number of my other ex boyfriend. Didn't answer. Gave them the number of a girl that broke my heart. Didn't answer. Lets see, I thought to myself. Who's another floppy balled jerk? And who's awake? Who will probably answer?

I gave them Rickenbaker's number and they called him and talked to him in a Bill Cosby voice. He seemed sort of amused so I don't feel too bad.

Oh, and just so you know, Fasho's mom ran him over with a pick-up truck. Thats how he died.

Originally Posted by butthead aka 216

i havent i refuse to in fact. it triggers my ptsd from yrs ago when i thought my ex's anal beads were those edible candy necklaces

Originally Posted by Dr. Rez

Keep it in your pants scottie.

Originally Posted by kayleigh.

You know Fasho and Rick in reality? :O

Originally Posted by SATCHMO

We should have a poll to say who has how many phone #'s of other members.

Originally Posted by Sansa Stark

I'm down with Jesus, in that case.

Originally Posted by CanwllCorfe

Signed onto Facebook to see some pictures of a party. After going through them I realized I was good friends with everyone that was at it. So around 9 people just didn't bother to invite me. Feels good. Ah yes, friends. What would we do without them?