emperor nero

he scammed dialatic lol true story

I missed you homie

 

rofl i remember that

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if you roll a 7 on a 6 sided die i will give you $20 on pp

 

[Emperor Nero]

I still scammed him. True story.

 

he never changed his avatar when he lost lol... so the nigger got that. -.-

 

[Emperor Nero]

Changing your avatar is a bitch. lulz.

 

[Dave B]

Changing your avatar is a bitch. lulz.

 

[Emperor Nero]

Requested.

 

I remember back in the 9th grade, I knew this kid named Koven. I was fucking his sister right up the ass, then we had a norwegian steam engine going on. As I fucked her brains out, her neck got cut off by the window when my cum jammed the switch to roll it down. I was so fucking scared of getting caught that I cleaned her blood with my bright yellow semen. That's when things got weird... Her dad showed up and fucked me right up the ass. He told me he was so turned on because of his daughters dead body right beside us. I was a little scared, but after a while I kinda got into it. A week later at school all of the kids, including Koven, were calling me faggots. But I didn't mind. I wasn't gay, because I didn't cum. At least that's what the 3 dudes I fucked last night told me. A few weeks went by and then the polce arrested me for the murder of that bitch I fucked. I told them I couldn't have possibly done it because I liked it up the ass and couldn't have possibly fucked a girl. They believed it too! I almost got away with it, until the bigger one asked me if I wanted to suck him off. I told him no because he was uncircumcised and that stuff is gross. That's when things got really fucking twisted, I was anal raped by 5 of the guards, all of them went in at the same time. I got ripped up so bad, the next time I took a shit it was the size of a basketball, and the same color too. Anyway, that brings me back to my original story about Koven... We stopped being friends because I fucked his mom.

 

[Dave B]

Requested.

Accepted.

 

[Emperor Nero]

>Be 21
>Girlfriend’s 19
>Been dating for months now
>This guy named Joe comes out of fucking nowhere into my life
>Meet him online during Quake
>Find out he has no money, no place of residence
>Moved here for a job and can no longer afford his hotel
>Decide to open up to him
>Keep him in my apartment for weeks
>Bro is pretty cool
>We play the vidya, drinks beers, watch football
>This continues for months
>Afterwards, find out girlfriend is pregnant
>By all tradition, I have to marry her now
>One night, eating out at dinner with wife
>Joe stayed late at the office for some overtime
>I pop the question to my wife
>She admits she was raped by Joe and the baby isn’t mine
>She isn’t ready to make a commitment after being violated
>Go home in a fucking rage
>Throw out all Joe’s shit
>Gonna fucking kill Joe when he gets home
>Joe gets home about 1 a.m.
>As soon as he opens the door, I fucking punch him in his bastard face
>Eye swells up like a boll of cotton
>He swings at me
>Dodge and sweep his leg
>He falls down
>In a giant fucking rage now
>Go to my room, grab my handgun out of my drawer
>Go back to confront Joe
>Joe jumps in his car and fucking hightails it out of there
>I haven’t seen or heard from him since
>On the phone a month later with my brother
>He finally asks why I’ve been so depressed
>I tell him that if it hadn’t been for cotton-eye Joe
>I’d been married a long time ago
>Where did you come from, where did you go--
>Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?

 

>Be 21
>Girlfriend’s 19
>Been dating for months now
>This guy named Joe comes out of fucking nowhere into my life
>Meet him online during Quake
>Find out he has no money, no place of residence
>Moved here for a job and can no longer afford his hotel
>Decide to open up to him
>Keep him in my apartment for weeks
>Bro is pretty cool
>We play the vidya, drinks beers, watch football
>This continues for months
>Afterwards, find out girlfriend is pregnant
>By all tradition, I have to marry her now
>One night, eating out at dinner with wife
>Joe stayed late at the office for some overtime
>I pop the question to my wife
>She admits she was raped by Joe and the baby isn’t mine
>She isn’t ready to make a commitment after being violated
>Go home in a fucking rage
>Throw out all Joe’s shit
>Gonna fucking kill Joe when he gets home
>Joe gets home about 1 a.m.
>As soon as he opens the door, I fucking punch him in his bastard face
>Eye swells up like a boll of cotton
>He swings at me
>Dodge and sweep his leg
>He falls down
>In a giant fucking rage now
>Go to my room, grab my handgun out of my drawer
>Go back to confront Joe
>Joe jumps in his car and fucking hightails it out of there
>I haven’t seen or heard from him since
>On the phone a month later with my brother
>He finally asks why I’ve been so depressed
>I tell him that if it hadn’t been for cotton-eye Joe
>I’d been married a long time ago
>Where did you come from, where did you go--
>Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?

that was a great tale, lol'd