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HOLY BALLS OF JEEBUS! (yes, that stands for balls of Jesus, for those of you who are religious)

Posted by ADR3-N - November 19th, 2009


2023 - edited to remove sensitive infos


You guys will not believe what kind of shit I have gotten myself into now. This is the absolute most insane thing I've ever done for a friend (besides fucking). Anyway, so this is how it all started. Sorry if I make typos, I'm really really tired from walking for two or three miles. I'll try to keep it coherent.


So anyways, I was at school, waiting for my ride as usual. I think it was four o'clock or something. Anyway, I'm saying that word a lot, I was with my best male friend, C, who I've known for like . . forever. So, it was late, and I was seriously beginning to doubt that I'd ever get home because it was late enough that the principal of the highschool and his daughter, CC, left and locked the office (so I couldn't call home, like I said I wuld have) so that left C and I nowhere to go and nothing to do.


It was starting to get a little dark already, so we decided to start walking home. We got on the road and walked for a bit, about half a mile down the road until we were almost up to the next street. So, about halfway to the bridge, this black truck pulls up.


At first, we think it's C's mom, because she has pretty brown hair and always wears a red jacket, but when they stop and we get closer, we realize who it is. It was not infact, his mom, it was M, or Mady for short, along with her boyfriend Bn.


"You want a ride?" Mady asked. I only remember it because she's fucking HOT.


C shook his head and said, "No thanks."


"A?"


I shook my head.


"Where you headed?" she asked.


"My house." I said.


Her eyes got big . . "You sure you don't want a ride?"


"We're sure." C said.


She said something back, but I don't remember. Anyway, we started walking again when they left.


"I can't believe I just refused that offer." I said.


"Me either. Damnit!"


"If you would've said yes, I would've said, 'but under one conditon'"


He laughed and suggested something lewd and we talked about flying titties and stuff until we got to a service station, which we passed because I was broke and he was too. Then we walked around a dead possum, which I couldn't smell because I had mint gum . . until we got down the road and I spat it out, which was when my crazy step dad rolled up. He yelled at me to get in the car, like 'imma beat yo ass if you dont get in this car' or something, so I just kept walking, even though Cody told me not to. Then the jackass drove off like a maniac and we got to the intersection, where he did the same thing again. I just put my stuff in the car and ran to the intersection.


Finally, the old man gave up and went home, and we ran as fast as we could through the intersection and took a left at the next road, where we stared singing 'love and marriage' the song that was stuck in our heads all the way there and went back to the previous conversation we were having about how this was the longest time we'd spent together besides the time in band where we were sharing a cd player.


We took a bend and passed a trailerpark and nearly escaped death by truck. The mirror of the truck almost touched his arm! Then, when we were almost to the turn to my road, (he was walking me home and then going to his house) my stepdad showed up again. I screamed something akin to WTF and C finally got me to get in the car . . slowly, mind you. Then my stepdad offered him a lift too. I was surprised.


C got in and we started riding across town to his house. when we got there, i told him to give my last words to Js. we hugged, and he went home. To make matters worse on me, however, we got lost on the way back. I called my mom and found out that the police had been notified of my status as missing, and nearly flipped out (on the inside) . . but finally, I did make it home in one piece even if my legs hurt like fuck now. I still can't believe that I turned down Mady, the sweetest, non-innocent angel I've ever seen. I also can't believe she had Bn stop . . . but anyway, any advice before my mom comes home and kills me?


Comments

You should blame them for not picking you up in time......and get a cell phone.

lol, agreed. I feel so very gay now, and not in the good way, or the homo way... which I am

Yeah, hide anythinig blunt or cord-like or she gonna beat yo ass!

PLus, you live in missisipisisisi? DAYYYYM!

LOL. Well, I'm still alive, so yes

Yea, blame your parents for not picking you up in time. It's their fault. Anyway, at least you got some decent cardio and a good amount of exercise. I know how you feel, I had to do that one day my sophomore year of high school 4 years ago, this was either in the late fall/early winter or early 2006. Since my birthday is in July, I was still 15 at the time.

That makes me feel really bad, mostly because I can't tell what part is serious and what part isn't. Cardio excercise is evil. This means I'm three years younger than you, right?

I wasn't trying to be funny. I was being flat out serious. I wasn't trying to make you feel bad at all. You're actually 5 years younger than I am.

Damn, I can't count.

OMG I'M VERY RELIGIOUS SO I'M REALLY OFFENDED NOW!

OMG PLZ TELL ME UR JOKING. lol.

Also, you're alive so you don't need advice =b

Well, my mom is still trying to kill me over it, lol.

Im a mormon, fear my thirty butt ugly wives!

LOL