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george Jul 3rd, 2011 11:28 PM

man that fucking thing burned like the heart of god.

i dont know sometimes. when i look back on all of this and it really seems like it happened to someone else. when i started this thread i was pretty full of raw emotion and was still angry, but life literally changed the day i last updated it. when i finish telling this to you guys i will never tell this story again. i kinda fall into the emotion of it when i am writing, but i feel really dispassionate about it. that life is over in every way and it is hard to remember how vacant i felt.

sigh.

uh most of the stuff to come is pretty happy and good. there is a few little nasty parts with Nancy, and i exact my revenge, and i win. so maybe i will get a bit more excited as it all comes to an end.

thanks for sticking with me.

Pentegarn Jul 4th, 2011 07:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by george (Post 729511)
and i exact my revenge, and i win

I anticipate this will be i-mockery's "Who shot JR?"

Grislygus Jul 4th, 2011 07:45 AM

[ROLL CREDITS]


Grislygus Jul 4th, 2011 07:47 AM

THE FILMMAKERS WOULD LIKE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE COOPERATION OF THE GOOD PEOPLE OF MARYLAND

Pentegarn Jul 4th, 2011 07:57 AM

No credits just yet Gus, george said there was still more

Grislygus Jul 4th, 2011 07:59 AM

Breaking my balls, Butters

Pentegarn Jul 4th, 2011 08:00 AM

:lol

george Jul 4th, 2011 10:37 AM

i am going to the beach today and i will try really hard to organize my thoughts for the next part. i have been trying to keep it all the most sailient points so that it does not turn into a huge mastabatorial bore fest. but there is going to be a lot more before i am done, i think.

i promise i wont fade again, or at least not until i finish this. i owe imockery for a lot of good times in my life and i can finally pay back a little bit in my own way.

Dr. Boogie Jul 4th, 2011 06:35 PM

I'm just glad the story didn't end with you getting killed, George. It was kind of looking like things would end that way for a while.

I just hope you aren't going to ditch I-Mockery because it was part of your old life.

george Jul 4th, 2011 09:11 PM

dr. boogie i am back to stay. imockery message boards are my favorite thing about the internet.

then inter racial gang bang porn.

Chojin Jul 5th, 2011 10:00 PM

keep going fgt

george Jul 5th, 2011 10:17 PM

i will work on this all day tomorrow when i am supposed to be working :)

Colonel Flagg Jul 5th, 2011 10:20 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by george (Post 729692)
dr. boogie i am back to stay. imockery message boards are my favorite thing about the internet.

then inter racial gang bang porn.

Who doesn't love that? ;)

george Jul 6th, 2011 04:02 PM

exactly CF.

2006 to 2007

i was all set to leave for SC and i got a phone call from two different old ladies.

call number one was from my mother in law. since Nancy and I had split up, there was a thawing in this relationship. for about 15 years Nancy had been blaming all of our troubles on me, and her mother believed every word of it. a shrew and a man hater, it was not very hard for nancy to convince her that i sucked. but over the last month a lot of the BS Nancy had fed her became obvious lies, and while i never got an apology there had been a few meaningful conversations between us. i was not ready for this call.

"Please don't take the kids away from me," she sobbed to me when i answered. "I love them all so much, I should not be punnished for what Nancy has done."

this hurt a lot. while i hated this women a great deal, and had been on the bad end of her hatred for a long time she was a GREAT grandmother. She had been there for my kids (and me by assosciation) their entire lives. Even though i worked hard, we were not rich and more or less lower middle class. Nancy's mom was/is rich, and gave the kids a lot of things they would have had to do without if not for her.

i told her that i was not taking the kids away out of spite, but that i felt that it was best for them and me to leave our small community where everyone knew me and Nancy, and their friends parents knew all about Nancy's activities and my meltdown. it was really hard to tell a crying old lady no, but my heart was set, plus i rembered being thrown out of her house the day after christmas. i was determined not to be fooled again.

the next old lady to call me was my mother. she had been keeping it a secret, but she had lung cancer. small cell, the kind that is supposed to kill you really fast. doctors gave her less than six months to live. she had to quit working, and her and my father had exhausted their savings caring for my grandmother who had died of brain cancer. they needed help to cover their bills and to maintain their farm. would i please come stay with them in Virginia?

sigh. i could not say no. i hung up the phone and just watched the world go by. called the job i had left, begged to get it back, and me and the kids moved to VA. i would regret this decision a great deal.

i spent the next year of my life driving. it was one hunrded miles each way to my job. i slept on the floor in my daughters room because my snoring kept my son awake. between a giant car payment, paying for gas, and helping my parents out i watched my financial life slowly crashing down.

i needed another job, and i found a bartending job at a biker bar called Good Times. i began sleeping in my car 2 to 3 nights a week. i drank more red bull than the law should allow. i fell asleep wherever i was.

one day at work my boss pulled me aside:

"you sleep all the time, you are disrespectful, lazy, and don't ever come to work on time, and you are always broke, you're the blackest motherfucker here" I was the only white person :) i got assigned to the worst job they had, grinding a very dangerous chemical (it was know to explode from time to time while being ground) into a superfine powder. and my real troubles began.

between never really sleeping, the red bull, driving all the time, and the chemicals at work i began having headaches. they would start with everything seeming a bit too bright, a vauge citrus smell, and then it would feel like the backs of my eyes had caught fire, then my whole head. i have never know pain like this in my life and noithing made it go away. i was in a constant nightmare of pain.

and then i started to get cysts. i still have some in my arm, and one in my back. on occasion they would surface and burst like the biggest zits in the world. on top of the pain of the headaches it was not very fun.

i struggled on like this for most of 2006, i never saw the kids (or at least not as much as i wanted), and i was slowly going broke.

something had to change.

one friday night at Good Times a fight broke out. three or four hillbillys got into it with some bikers. the bikers were very regular customers, and they essentially ran the place. the bouncer was a member of the biker gang and they beat the piss out of a couple of the hillbillys, and threw the rest out. the bikers stayed and the night followed it's regular course.

except, the hillbilly's went and got a bunch of buddies and returned to try and start a brawl. the bouncer met them at the door. he got in a fight with three guys, while about five others helped out by punching and randommly sneaking in blows on the bouncer.

the bouncer fell to the ground with one of the hillbillys. the other hillbillies decided to start stomping on the bouncer, indiscriminately stomping their friend as well. the hillbilly tried to crawl away. in court no one could prove who did it, but somone kicked the crawling hillbilly it the head. his head happened to be on one of those concrete parking ties. his skull got crushed. by the time we were able to get outside the dude was already dead. there was blood coming out of every hole in his head and the side of his skull was crushed in.

i once saw a man get choppped up by an airplane propeller and it was awful, this was even worse. i had a guy put his tounge in my ear (uninvited), had dudes (bikers) offer to suck my dick in the parking lot, seen about a thousand sets of tits (due to my SHOW ME YOUR TITS AND GET A FREE DRINK POLICY), broken up about a million fights, and worked in a very loud nightclub with a constant headache for seven months. this guy dying was enough. i quit the next day.

and a few weeks later got a job at Outback, and it was the best job i ever had......

more to come :)

Pentegarn Jul 6th, 2011 06:16 PM

Damn George, I thought there would be some cheer in this chapter

george Jul 6th, 2011 06:28 PM

the fun will start in the next two parts. i think it is almost done. i wasted a little time being drunk an fighty last night.

i am almost done i think.

creeposaurus Jul 6th, 2011 06:29 PM

Good guys always win

bubbles Jul 6th, 2011 06:36 PM

word

Pentegarn Jul 6th, 2011 06:38 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by george (Post 730382)
the fun will start in the next two parts. i think it is almost done. i wasted a little time being drunk an fighty last night.

i am almost done i think.

But goddamn were you fun when you were drunk and fighty, I laughed all day at work about the other thread :lol

george Jul 6th, 2011 07:22 PM

IT IS WHAT WE DO MY FRIEND

i love the fun of going against people who dont suck. too often there are lurkers that are just to weak to fight with.

i have an idea for a game!!!!!

Colonel Flagg Jul 6th, 2011 10:54 PM

I agree with Pent. We need more FUNNY in this story.

:chuckleworthy

I still think you should take this thread and expand it to book length. Throw in a few dragons and "Avada Kedavra's" and you might even have a theme park.

Colonel Flagg Jul 6th, 2011 10:56 PM

I was not expecting that! :eek

george Jul 12th, 2011 04:52 PM

Okay, we are almost there!!!

This part gets a little involved because a lot of new characters get added. I don't like getting off topic when i am wrting this cause it is all unedited first draft and i will most likely drift off point and never come back if i do. so i am going to describe all the characters i can think are relevant to the rest of the story:

Brian W. and Ivy

i met Brian W. when i started working at outback. i did not have any friends and when he asked me to hang out with him i was suprised. for the last year and a half NO ONE was my friend. aside from the kids i talked to people at work and no one else, and never when we were off work. i did not have anywhere to go, and was pretty lonely so i accepted.

we went back to his place after work and i was pretty suprised to meet Ivy. Brian was one of those guys that it suprises you when you find out they are straight, so him having a girlfriend was unexpected. Ivy looked like a bruenett version of Heather Grahms character in Boogie Nights, except just a bit chubbier. She was all sexy and dangerous (her job was being a coke dealer) and very fun to be around.

We smoked a lot of weed, did lots of coke and played NCAA basketball of some sort on Brian's xbox. it was the best time i had in years. i had made a few freinds.

Ivy was especially good at hooking me up with chicks. i dont sleep around a lot, but i love women and most epsecially flirting with them. Ivy would find whatever girl she wanted me to hang out with (she had good taste too) and walk her up to me, tell the chick how awsome i am, and then split. This worked well and led me to see one of the greatest things i have ever saw.


Her name was Sophia and i met her in just the way i described above. i was standing at the bar, and checking out everyone dressed up for Halloween. pretty much minding my business. and Ivy dressed as a slutty nurse appears out of the crowd pulling a pretty little angel along behind her. it was like two of my old Hook Ups shirts come to life. pretty fucking cool, and it was friendship at first site.

You ever meet somone and know instantly that you were gonna be friends? Sophia and i started talking, kept talking until closing, and talked for a long time at breakfast, and then on the phone for about a week. then she asked if i would hang out with her while she worked.

i was not expecting much, early on Sophia told me that she walked dogs for a living. i figured that it would be cool to hang out but not much fun. i picked her up at her house around noon. as we drove to what i thought was the first house on her route she told me a story i had not heard yet.

"I was raped when I was twelve years old," she said. She was all white blonde hair and freckles across her nose, and her blue eyes were very serious.

"And then," she continued "I got raped by one of my neighbors. A big tall black guy. He knew my parents were gone, he broke in the house. I never told on him, and he came back and did it a few more times until my family moved. Eventually I started to like him doing it."

i just nodded, this was a bit deeper than i expected. She was so innocent looking. it made me sad that so many people had hurt her. i was sort of at a loss for words. We arrived at the house, and she knocked on the door. A huge black guy answered the door.

"Who the fuck is that?" he asked, not even looking at me.

"My manager," Sophia said with a big smile.

Huge black chuckled and held the door for us. There were about ten naked black dudes, a bed in the middle of the room, a couple of cameras, and a small lighting rig. Sophia took off her clothes, and i tried really hard to look cool.

For next few hours i watch Sophia get fucked in every possible way. it was insane. not the dirtiest thing i ever saw, but a close second. i could not stop watching.

When it was all over Huge black handed me a huge wad of cash (3,000 i would later learn) and Sophia and i went our merry way. i felt like a motherfucking pimp.

later we sat in my car smoking a joint. "I realized when I was 18 that i could not fuck enough. i never felt angry about being raped, just confused because i liked it so much. doing this is pretty much the same as a rape, and i get paid for it. What do you think?"

"As long as your happy."

we stayed friends for awhile, but she "worked" a lot, and we eventually each had other shit to do.

this was the sort of shit Brian W. and Ivy got me into. They were the catalyst for me starting a whole new social life. we had a lot of fun together. i really dont know if they come up much again, but i really wanted to tell the porn star story. but just the same, i was back in the game.

next, dsprings...

ThrashO Jul 12th, 2011 05:29 PM

Get to the part where you have to lower Nancy into the molten steel and she gives you a thumbs up but you piss on her hand.

(+1 for black rape)

Chojin Jul 12th, 2011 06:22 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by george (Post 731423)
Huge black chuckled and held the door for us. There were about ten naked black dudes, a bed in the middle of the room, a couple of cameras, and a small lighting rig.



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