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pretre wrote:I mean, where do you lay your head?

That's pretty obvious I think.

Ah, so many...make yourself some dinner and take a seat. This could take a while.

We'll start in 8th grade, where a girl I had been friends with (and only friends so far) all my life asked if I wanted to date-I was an insecure 13 year old, and said yes. She had previously dated all my friends except 2 who were a year younger. After she got back together with an ex and left me, she came back saying her ex left her because he was gay (actually true), and tried to get me back. I refused her, and she called my house at all hours of the day and night, swearing uncontrollably, to the point where my parents had a sit-down with hers and they settled the matter.

After this, I dated a girl who aspired to be a model, but couldn't figure out the definition of deodorant-not crazy...just not brilliant.

Then I dated a girl with serious daddy issues-she did go on to become a model (had the most amazing ass and chest ever too).

With the exception of the 8th grade one, my HS gfs were fairly tame, and not too crazy-daddy issues and anti-deodorant girls weren't really too bad. Then college hits.

My first college GF was pretty much just a whore-crazy enough to sleep with my friends and assume I wouldn't ever find out, then got mad when I did find out-apparently it wasn't a big deal. This was right after she was questioning if I only viewed her as a sex-object only. Turns out that's what I was.

Next GF in college was a year younger than me, immature and visited me in college with friends, where we had an awesome night of sexual inappropriateness. Gotta love a girl rocking a Supergirl thong. We started dating because my friend liked her, but was engaged and didn't tell her-I did, because we had become good friends by this point. She and I dated, then she cheated on me WITH the engaged guy, and got pissed when I broke up with her for it. Which led to another crazy.

When I left the cheating girl, I met another girl at a party through a friend-we got together, things seemed fine. Then she started threatening to kill my friends. With spoons. Plastic. I had to hold her down to prevent her, as she was quite serious. After a bit of time, I left her.

Fast forward to my second year in college, I met a girl, we hung out, had a good time, and started fooling around in her room. My friend and I both agreed she was cute. He finds out we hooked up, gets upset, then SHE flips out on me for finding out my friend liked her, when I hadn't even known more than "cute" to start with, like it was my fault. He eventually gave his consent that we not break it off for his feelings. She starts getting angry that I betrayed him, with no reason behind it, and I find out that she just got out of the nut-house the night before we met (very true!). She swore at me, threw things at me and damaged my friendship with this guy after telling him stuff about what went on before I found out about his feelings.

Then I dated a girl who liked me, but was still in love with her ex. I'm actually still friends with her, and very close friends with her ex and his current wife-who he left the previous girl for. She has called him up and harassed him, slept around with any guy who would say yes, and even got "team" t-shirts to pass out to friends so they can support her endeavor to gain him back from his wife. Sadly, I am in possession of one such shirt. I do not wear it.

I then dated a girl who was cute, but very angry at the world (she had a son with an abusive ex and blamed the world for it). I liked her quite a bit, and was very attached to her son-he was a sweet kid, but incredibly strong-at 2 years old he ripped her door off the wall. I called him Hulk. The problem with her was that she was a complete shut in, refused to do anything other than school, work, and watch Buffy. She even said her son would never be allowed to enjoy Halloween. After repeated attempts to convince her to have a life, I decided it was time to move on (didn't want to, just couldn't live a stagnant life). She then told everyone that I left her because she had a kid, and told everyone I was afraid of her. Not sure at all where this came from, but she got 90% of my work staff to hate me for a short period of time after painting me up to be the devil.

I then dated a girl who was a total whore, was fooling around behind my back with a friend, and ultimately left me because she would rather sleep with my sister than with me. I had been warned by EVERYONE that she was nuts.

Then another girl while I was in grad school was fine while we dated, but when I wasn't feeling the relationship anymore and called it off, she flipped out, said she was a terrible person, threatened to slit her wrists, cut herself shaving repeatedly, and would constantly message me on FB, asking how I was doing, then proceeded to fly off the handle at me and scream, swear and threaten her own life again.

Next was another whore, who recently got out of a marriage, dated me, we got pregnant, she aborted the child without even talking to me about it, then started sleeping with her best friend's fiance. Not crazy, but a crappy person in all senses of the word.

Remember kids, don't stick your dick in crazy. It'll end badly. There is no way to win.

timetowaste85 wrote:She then told everyone that I left her because she had a kid, and told everyone I was afraid of her. Not sure at all where this came from, but she got 90% of my work staff to hate me for a short period of time after painting me up to be the devil.

Huh. While I realize this is her fabrication, I don't date chicks that have kids. I did not consider myself a bad person for this. I still don't think I do. Busted goods is busted goods, mang.

Also, you seem to have a lot of girlfriends that mess around with friends. Are these your friends or the girl's friends? Cause if they're her friends, well, not sure what to tell you, but if they're YOUR friends, you gotta get some new friends. That's one line you just don't cross.

Daedalus speaks the truth on the friend thing.

I wish there were more gay/bi men in this forum so we could have some "crazy guy" stories to balance out the stupid number of "crazy girl" stories.

She's crazy. And just when you've reached the bottom of her Crazyness, there's a secret underground garage of crazyness.

I did list it as person for a reason.

Shame, really. There's a lot of good ones though. Crazy is everywhere.

daedalus wrote:

timetowaste85 wrote:She then told everyone that I left her because she had a kid, and told everyone I was afraid of her. Not sure at all where this came from, but she got 90% of my work staff to hate me for a short period of time after painting me up to be the devil.

Huh. While I realize this is her fabrication, I don't date chicks that have kids. I did not consider myself a bad person for this. I still don't think I do. Busted goods is busted goods, mang.

Also, you seem to have a lot of girlfriends that mess around with friends. Are these your friends or the girl's friends? Cause if they're her friends, well, not sure what to tell you, but if they're YOUR friends, you gotta get some new friends. That's one line you just don't cross.

The one who decided she'd rather be with my sister than me was sleeping with a mutual friend who neither of us talks to anymore. The first girl from college...well, she fabricated some BS to my friend, and he didn't even know we were dating (he wasn't an extremely close friend, and thought she and I were just FWB. I forgave him after a long time)

And I see no problem dating girls with kids, especially with me being 27: most girls my age who are single are either divorced, have kids, or they're single for a reason. I know that can be a "shoe on the other foot," but I'm only slightly crazy, play with man-dollies, and I'm not an ugly fether or hideously overweight. I actually usually get hit by the 'friend' card or get taken advantage of for being a nice guy. Apparently holding the car door open for your date is a one-way ticket to "let's abuse the nice guy"-works like a charm, every time.

Melissia wrote:I wish there were more gay/bi men in this forum so we could have some "crazy guy" stories to balance out the stupid number of "crazy girl" stories.

What ever happened to Cannerus...? >.>

Or the women could just tell stories too rather than complaining.

Melissia wrote:I wish there were more gay/bi men in this forum so we could have some "crazy guy" stories to balance out the stupid number of "crazy girl" stories.

I dunno what it is, but women can be crazy


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xole wrote:

KingCracker wrote:I dated a woman that was a professional Dominatrix just before I met my wife. She would do online cam shows and such. She apparently made good money. It was crazy knowing/dating her, it was pretty brief and definitely got old fast And thats it for crazy worth talking about. The closest one after that would be a girl that was naming our children on the first date. I told her she was fething nuts, tossed a 20 on the table and left the restaurant. Thats REALLY funny when I mention that I was her ride

Classy move. Did you take her home? That would have been hilarious.

Of course I didnt take her home. Hence why I said "I tossed a 20 on the table and then left" I paid for dinner, and had to listen to her flying rodent gak crazy children idea, with a guy she only knew for 20 minutes.

Didn't we have a thread about a female telling her kids to go to the bedroom and commence to stabbing her boyfriend? Some can't be all crazy all the time.....only select time
I have to many bat gak crazy girlfriends stories.

pretre wrote:Or the women could just tell stories too rather than complaining.

I'm not big in to dating, Don't have any "crazy" stories to tell. Or that I want to tell, at least.

OK in regards to dating women with wee ones.
1. Never meet the kids until you are well along and in a very committed position. Its not fair to the kids otherwise. There is a special place in Hell for dogs who use women who are in this position.
2. Remember these are the woman's kids. She is in charge. Don't let her make you the heavy. Alternatively don't be the tooth fairy either.
3. The ex/sperm donor. MAKE SURE THEY ARE NOT CRAZY. Even if you like crazy, it gets old fast. I know.
4. See #1
5. If you do meet and become involved with the kids. Be a man. Act like a man. Be a good man to them. Don't try to be their father, just act like A Man.
6. Support the woman in her decisions.

Finally if you do meet them, and they crawl up to you and give you their baby. Congratulations you are now Dad.* Time to man up in a big way.


*I know. Like TBone, the kids chose me. Now The Boy is going to be a Sr. and Genghis Connie will rule the world. Its best to go ahead and accept that...

In 1986 I went out with a girl who was introduced to me by a friend, and that should have been a big red light, because he only knows crazy chicks. We went out three times, and I was starting to get seriously disinterested, because she seemed so uninterested in everything. She rarely made eye contact, rarely spoke above a mutter and was starting to adopt sort of a trailer trash goth style. (I don't know for sure where she lived, she was very secretive about herself, another bad sign...) Anyway, I went to Wichita for a long weekend with my friends and when I got back home, she was waiting for me in the driveway. I expected her to be mad because I did sort of blow her off. Instead she was all happy and giggly, which should have set alarm bells off for sure, but I was young and naive. We go inside and she starts telling me about this new church she started going to and how I have to start going too and how the prelate (?) would marry us for free. That was when I slammed the brakes on that conversation, hard. No church, no marriage, no, no and NO!. So she reaches into her pocket and comes up with a fruit-coring knife, long but skinny blade, and stabs me with it, screaming bible verses the whole time. I deliver a roundhouse to her jaw and she runs away, still screaming bible verses, and the creepy part was that even though I don't know many bible verses, these were ones that I was familiar with, and she was getting them wrong! As far as I know, she's still out there...

Warpcrafter sleep with one eye open, never know when she's gonna come back.

Also the hell is a trailer trash goth?

Edit: Doesn't a stabbing merit a phone call to the police? I know I did when my ex tried to kill me. Almost got run in for domestic violence for my trouble because the American judicial system automatically assumes that if you're male, you beat your wife.

I pretty much repel both sexes, so I haven't got any stories here, although some of these are convincing me that I'm lucky I don't attract anyone.

Melissia wrote:I wish... we could have some "crazy guy" stories to balance out the stupid number of "crazy girl" stories.

Okay. My wife's best friend has an ex who is crazy as feth. At some point during their relationship, he became convinced she was cheating on him. If the mail was delivered while he was at work, he would insist on inspecting her lady parts. He actually took a sample of his man-seed, and some of her worn panties, and sent them to a lab for testing.
At another point, for about a week, he took to carrying a garbage bag around with him at all times. She later found out he had a camcorder hidden inside to covertly record everything they did and said so he could "analyze it". He would routinely break into her email and voice mail to check up on her, and she suspects he somehow bugged her, as he would repeat parts of conversations to her that he had no other way of knowing.

timetowaste85 wrote:
And I see no problem dating girls with kids, especially with me being 27: most girls my age who are single are either divorced, have kids, or they're single for a reason. I know that can be a "shoe on the other foot," but I'm only slightly crazy, play with man-dollies, and I'm not an ugly fether or hideously overweight. I actually usually get hit by the 'friend' card or get taken advantage of for being a nice guy. Apparently holding the car door open for your date is a one-way ticket to "let's abuse the nice guy"-works like a charm, every time.

As a 28 year old who can't help but compulsively and dutifully get both the door and the check without expecting anything in return, I entirely understand your plight. That's why I try to minimize the number of relationships I get into that are constructed to abuse the kind of person I am.

And I'm not saying that all women with kids are looking for a replacement father for their kid, but I can't find a way to finish this sentence without saying I don't want the primary reason you want to have interest in me being that you want to get me to help raise your goddamn brat.

timetowaste85 wrote:
And I see no problem dating girls with kids, especially with me being 27: most girls my age who are single are either divorced, have kids, or they're single for a reason.

Really? I'm 26 and I know tons of stable, single women. I mean, there are reasons that they're single, but its usually a combination of career ambition, a recent move, or simple disinterest.

Either way I refuse to date women with children. As it is I have very little time to socialize, and I don't want to spend that time competing with a kid for attention. Also, I hate kids.

KingCracker wrote:

Melissia wrote:I wish there were more gay/bi men in this forum so we could have some "crazy guy" stories to balance out the stupid number of "crazy girl" stories.

I dunno what it is, but women can be crazy


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xole wrote:

KingCracker wrote:I dated a woman that was a professional Dominatrix just before I met my wife. She would do online cam shows and such. She apparently made good money. It was crazy knowing/dating her, it was pretty brief and definitely got old fast And thats it for crazy worth talking about. The closest one after that would be a girl that was naming our children on the first date. I told her she was fething nuts, tossed a 20 on the table and left the restaurant. Thats REALLY funny when I mention that I was her ride

Classy move. Did you take her home? That would have been hilarious.

Of course I didnt take her home. Hence why I said "I tossed a 20 on the table and then left" I paid for dinner, and had to listen to her flying rodent gak crazy children idea, with a guy she only knew for 20 minutes.

Well, y'never know. The world is a crazy place. (and I thought you meant after you left you remembered you were her ride)

Ive had bitchy gfs sure, but worst situation I landed in was this crazy metal head chick I met at a devildriver show. I had dreds at the time and she had a nice blue and black set. Hot little metal chick. We hit it off, and she came to my place that weekend. We got along great, incredible crazy sex. She told me she was 22 (I was 24) and was in college. So we go a couple weeks like this, and one day I call over to her house. I get her roommate, which being a good friend starts asking me 20 questions about what kind of a guy is dating a friend. Everything is cool until.....

"So how old are you?"
"Im 24."
"Um....dude do you know Bree is 16?"

Silence.










So I banged her one more time and never talked to her again =)

So wait, not only do you admit to screwing an underaged chick, you also give us her name?

Melissia wrote:So wait, not only do you admit to screwing an underaged chick, you also give us her name?

I didnt have her social security number handy.

Melissia wrote:So wait, not only do you admit to screwing an underaged chick, you also give us her name?

Depends on which state he's in...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ages_of_consent_in_North_America

16 is legal in some states, not excusing the action but just saying.

Also is he really liable if she lied to him?

Either way this is why I card girls.

Jesus... take your pick.

Behind Door 1: The girl I lost my V-plates to, who tried to kill herself at her parents' house when she was 16.

Behind Door 2: The compulsive self-harming nymphomaniac that used to think that if a dude bought her a drink, she was compelled to sleep with them. By 17 she'd slept with at least 20 guys (including me). Please note that the legal age of consent in the UK is 16. She's a lesbian now.

Behind Door 3: The girl who, just before I started seeing her, moved in with her alcoholic ex-boyfriend - and then glassed him. She was, let's say, 'feisty'. She got me involved in a fair few scraps. I had a kid with her.

KalashnikovMarine wrote:16 is legal in some states, not excusing the action but just saying.

Also is he really liable if she lied to him?

Either way this is why I card girls.

It's not unreasonable.

Carding the people that you date, I mean.

whembly wrote:

Melissia wrote:So wait, not only do you admit to screwing an underaged chick, you also give us her name?

Depends on which state he's in...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ages_of_consent_in_North_America

Jesus, New Hampshire is fething nuts! You can have sex with a 13 year old as long as you're no more than three years older than them!

Still, a 24-year old has no business shagging a 16-year old. Have some self-respect, that man.