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musketeer
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Was at work one day when I opened an attachment sent to me from a friend. Opened it up and it was bestiality collage of women with horses and dogs and men with pigs and chickens and shit - every time that I closed one window, another one opened. My supervisor saw this and kicked me out whilst she investigated. I got fired and the rumor went round that I was a fucking pervert, and now none of my colleagues or friends will talk to me. I got home early to find my only other friend in his sportscar on my front drive, my girlfriend packing her bags. She blamed me for being crap in the sack and told me that she'd emptied all of my bank accounts and was moving away with my best friend; if I wanted her to keep quiet about my steroid use then I would let her keep all of the money that we had been saving for 5 years for a mortgage. I got inside and I started drinking, I stumbled on a stack of letters that my ex-girlfriend had dropped. There were over 14 monthly bills that my GF had intentionally not paid and were long overdue including a massive phone bill, car payments and all of our insurance. I found a letter from the abortion clinic saying that I would have to pay for the abortion that my GF had just had - she hadn't told me about the baby. I heard a hydraulic lift sound from the drive and saw my car being lifted by the debt recovery people - I didn't even bother to go outside. I fell asleep in a drunken stupor and accidentally knocked over a halogen uplighter lamp that set fire to my curtains. I awoke in hospital with 80% burns; I had been lying in pool of whiskey that had taken the fire right up my ass crack and given me 3rd degree burns up my rectum. My mother arrived and was just telling me that my dog had died in the fire when the police arrived. Apparently the firemen had found my stash of steroids in the burned out shell of my house, because I kept them in a small refridgerator under the bed. My mother went crazy and told me that I was disowned whenever I got out of hospital and jail and said that she never wanted to see me again because I was (unknowingly) adopted anyway and just like my crack whore real mom. The insurance company called to say that bacuase I had not paid my bills my house wasn't covered and my medical bills were no longer covered because my company policy had been terminated the minute that I was fired. I managed to crawl to the window when the nurses left me for a minute, and tried to throw myself out, but caught my bandages on the windowledge and caught my balls against my legs as I was wedgied in mid air outside the 2nd floor hospital window. As I felt one of my burned testicles pop open, the stitching gave way, and my legs and pelvis shattered as they broke my fall. As I lay half dead in the carpark, a passing dog mistook me for a log and pissed all over my charred head...
Not really mates, but once I picked up some toast that was a little too hot.
Was at work one day when I opened an attachment sent to me from a friend. Opened it up and it was bestiality collage of women with horses and dogs and men with pigs and chickens and shit - every time that I closed one window, another one opened. My supervisor saw this and kicked me out whilst she investigated. I got fired and the rumor went round that I was a fucking pervert, and now none of my colleagues or friends will talk to me. I got home early to find my only other friend in his sportscar on my front drive, my girlfriend packing her bags. She blamed me for being crap in the sack and told me that she'd emptied all of my bank accounts and was moving away with my best friend; if I wanted her to keep quiet about my steroid use then I would let her keep all of the money that we had been saving for 5 years for a mortgage. I got inside and I started drinking, I stumbled on a stack of letters that my ex-girlfriend had dropped. There were over 14 monthly bills that my GF had intentionally not paid and were long overdue including a massive phone bill, car payments and all of our insurance. I found a letter from the abortion clinic saying that I would have to pay for the abortion that my GF had just had - she hadn't told me about the baby. I heard a hydraulic lift sound from the drive and saw my car being lifted by the debt recovery people - I didn't even bother to go outside. I fell asleep in a drunken stupor and accidentally knocked over a halogen uplighter lamp that set fire to my curtains. I awoke in hospital with 80% burns; I had been lying in pool of whiskey that had taken the fire right up my ass crack and given me 3rd degree burns up my rectum. My mother arrived and was just telling me that my dog had died in the fire when the police arrived. Apparently the firemen had found my stash of steroids in the burned out shell of my house, because I kept them in a small refridgerator under the bed. My mother went crazy and told me that I was disowned whenever I got out of hospital and jail and said that she never wanted to see me again because I was (unknowingly) adopted anyway and just like my crack whore real mom. The insurance company called to say that bacuase I had not paid my bills my house wasn't covered and my medical bills were no longer covered because my company policy had been terminated the minute that I was fired. I managed to crawl to the window when the nurses left me for a minute, and tried to throw myself out, but caught my bandages on the windowledge and caught my balls against my legs as I was wedgied in mid air outside the 2nd floor hospital window. As I felt one of my burned testicles pop open, the stitching gave way, and my legs and pelvis shattered as they broke my fall. As I lay half dead in the carpark, a passing dog mistook me for a log and pissed all over my charred head...
Not really mates, but once I picked up some toast that was a little too hot.
