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What's The Weirdest Encounter You've Had With Someone?
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Amerikan Melanin
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I was outside a storage facility waiting for my brother. A woman that looked crazy as hell comes up to the car window and tells me to roll it down. She's like hey how are you I know you, I'm psychic and hear people's names, your name starts with a P, P something, she's rambling...I'm like 
, thinking she had spoke to my brother inside, finally she blurts out Power, Power is your name, how are you??!!
I'm like oh this bytch definitely was talking to my bro inside and they trying to play a prank on me.
As this bytch rambling about her voices and shyt I notice she has scratches all over her arms, little scratches like cat claws, some are still healing others are scarred over, in like wtf
She stops rambling and jumps into a beater and bounces out the lot.
My brother comes out like 10min later and I'm like you and that lady was trying to play a joke on me? What was that about? He looks at me clueless and says what lady?
nikka! The crazy lady that came out the damn office! Don't try that shyt!
Now we both getting mad at each other on some
he's swearing to high heavens he ain't talk to anyone and we going at it!
I'm yelling then how the fukk SHE KNOW MY NAME NIGGGA I don't have a name badge on STOP PLAaYINg me!!
My brother is much bigger than me 6'4 300lbs and he's now totally lost it, he's punching the roof of the car and the steering wheel yelling she was scratched up!!?? That was a demonic bytch she was possessed nikka I ain't say shyt where is the bytch imma kill that bytch what the fukk, did she touch you!!!????
Seeing this big nikka flipping out to damn near tears made me start laughing my ass off so hard, I still laugh thinking about the shyt.
I don't believe in the supernatural and I don't think my brother was lying. That story remains unexplained, strange bytch guessed my name correctly thanks to the voices in her head.
, thinking she had spoke to my brother inside, finally she blurts out Power, Power is your name, how are you??!!I'm like oh this bytch definitely was talking to my bro inside and they trying to play a prank on me.
As this bytch rambling about her voices and shyt I notice she has scratches all over her arms, little scratches like cat claws, some are still healing others are scarred over, in like wtf
She stops rambling and jumps into a beater and bounces out the lot.
My brother comes out like 10min later and I'm like you and that lady was trying to play a joke on me? What was that about? He looks at me clueless and says what lady?
nikka! The crazy lady that came out the damn office! Don't try that shyt! Now we both getting mad at each other on some
he's swearing to high heavens he ain't talk to anyone and we going at it! I'm yelling then how the fukk SHE KNOW MY NAME NIGGGA I don't have a name badge on STOP PLAaYINg me!!
My brother is much bigger than me 6'4 300lbs and he's now totally lost it, he's punching the roof of the car and the steering wheel yelling she was scratched up!!?? That was a demonic bytch she was possessed nikka I ain't say shyt where is the bytch imma kill that bytch what the fukk, did she touch you
!!!????Seeing this big nikka flipping out to damn near tears made me start laughing my ass off so hard, I still laugh thinking about the shyt.
I don't believe in the supernatural and I don't think my brother was lying. That story remains unexplained, strange bytch guessed my name correctly thanks to the voices in her head.
Quiet Magician
Superstar
I was outside a storage facility waiting for my brother. A woman that looked crazy as hell comes up to the car window and tells me to roll it down. She's like hey how are you I know you, I'm psychic and hear people's names, your name starts with a P, P something, she's rambling...I'm like
I'm like oh this bytch definitely was talking to my bro inside and they trying to play a prank on me.
As this bytch rambling about her voices and shyt I notice she has scratches all over her arms, little scratches like cat claws, some are still healing others are scarred over, in like wtf
She stops rambling and jumps into a beater and bounces out the lot.
My brother comes out like 10min later and I'm like you and that lady was trying to play a joke on me? What was that about? He looks at me clueless and says what lady?
Now we both getting mad at each other on some
I'm yelling then how the fukk SHE KNOW MY NAME NIGGGA I don't have a name badge on STOP PLAaYINg me!!
My brother is much bigger than me 6'4 300lbs and he's now totally lost it, he's punching the roof of the car and the steering wheel yelling she was scratched up!!?? That was a demonic bytch she was possessed nikka I ain't say shyt where is the bytch imma kill that bytch what the fukk, did she touch you
Seeing this big nikka flipping out to damn near tears made me start laughing my ass off so hard, I still laugh thinking about the shyt.
I don't believe in the supernatural and I don't think my brother was lying. That story remains unexplained, strange bytch guessed my name correctly thanks to the voices in her head.
Funniest post I seen on here in a good minute.
Address_Unknown
Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
Got many instances, I'll just drop this one.
I was drinking heavy in Orange County onetime and found an alleyway behind the venue to go piss in by a dumpster. It was a bit dark, but I always had my knife on me, plus I was drunk so I thought nothing of it incase I had to piss/stab a fukker that wanted to act up. 15th beer and like my 8th piss trip later, I'm pissing behind the dumpster and out of nowhere this homeless dude pops up like "I'm tired of you disrespecting my Kingdom, BRO." and I'm like :AU_WK:"nikka wut?"
and fukking chased me out of the alley with surprising agility
. Yelling bullshyt about protecting his homestead and how I pissed on his second wife's favorite toilet or some shyt, I was drunk and ain't had no reason to be debating with a nikka who just pulled his ENTIRE fukking leg off and started chasing me.
I was drinking heavy in Orange County onetime and found an alleyway behind the venue to go piss in by a dumpster. It was a bit dark, but I always had my knife on me, plus I was drunk so I thought nothing of it incase I had to piss/stab a fukker that wanted to act up. 15th beer and like my 8th piss trip later, I'm pissing behind the dumpster and out of nowhere this homeless dude pops up like "I'm tired of you disrespecting my Kingdom, BRO." and I'm like :AU_WK:"nikka wut?"
. Yelling bullshyt about protecting his homestead and how I pissed on his second wife's favorite toilet or some shyt, I was drunk and ain't had no reason to be debating with a nikka who just pulled his ENTIRE fukking leg off and started chasing me.
We actually chopped it up like two weeks later when I saw him begging for change outside the liquor store and he found that shyt funny as hell and showed me that it was a prosthetic. Apparently he was sleeping nearby and I kept stumbling back there to piss and he noticed that every time I came out I had a fresh beer..so he waited until I came out with a beer that had the most alcohol in it and chased me, hoping I'd be too scared to pick it up from ontop the dumpster I was resting 'em on while I pissed. fukking genuis
.
He gave me a 10'er afterwards to buy another beer and some bum wine for him but I put it towards a bottle of Henessey (Bought paper cups
) and we kicked it. told me his whole lifestory too, but you ain't wanna hear that, it's run of the mill, boy from a small town, reaches the big city, gets strung out on drugs, lost his leg to heroin and got homeless type shyt. We sat and listened to Scorpion and Kansas tunes on my phone whilst getting drunk until the folks I were staying with called to see where I was and picked me up from the liquor shop we met at again after that first fukked up encounter.
. Apparently he was sleeping nearby and I kept stumbling back there to piss and he noticed that every time I came out I had a fresh beer..so he waited until I came out with a beer that had the most alcohol in it and chased me, hoping I'd be too scared to pick it up from ontop the dumpster I was resting 'em on while I pissed. fukking genuis.He gave me a 10'er afterwards to buy another beer and some bum wine for him but I put it towards a bottle of Henessey (Bought paper cups
) and we kicked it. told me his whole lifestory too, but you ain't wanna hear that, it's run of the mill, boy from a small town, reaches the big city, gets strung out on drugs, lost his leg to heroin and got homeless type shyt. We sat and listened to Scorpion and Kansas tunes on my phone whilst getting drunk until the folks I were staying with called to see where I was and picked me up from the liquor shop we met at again after that first fukked up encounter.
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Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
I was with my homeboy posted up outside a gas station sipping my Pepsi out my Big Gulp. Some crazy white dude walked up to us and said "Hey guys, big gulps huh............................................welp see you later" and just got in his van all decked out like a sheepdog and drove off to Aspen
BocaRear
The World Is My Country, To Do Good Is My Religion
Had a blind date with a chick on Valentine's Day who turned out to be a prostitute. shyt was crazy.
I didn't smash, she cried on my shoulders and told me how she hated being a prostitute and how she thought she was a bad person. :saddrake:
I didn't smash, she cried on my shoulders and told me how she hated being a prostitute and how she thought she was a bad person. :saddrake:
Address_Unknown
Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
Glad someone got the reference
The sheepdog line was a dead giveaway, but I ain't even notice that shyt until I saw the Aspen bit and then I had to re-read.
Pinyapplesuckas
He's A Good Man
WOW that is some weird ass shyt...mad random...that reminds me of when i was a kid me and my sister were about to hit the slopes out in Aspen and we were on the ski lift and some weird ass dude was on there with his tongue stuck to a pole on the lift...I was with my homeboy posted up outside a gas station sipping my Pepsi out my Big Gulp. Some crazy white dude walked up to us and said "Hey guys, big gulps huh............................................welp see you later" and just got in his van all decked out like a sheepdog and drove off to Aspen
nikka had the nerve to ask if we had some warm water
the fukk we look like carrying warm water around, we bout to hit these slopes nikka!
@ these stories
Kairi Irving
Here Comes A New Challenger
You ever had a chocolate boy from Hey Arnold looking nikka try to communicate with you with shyt on his fingers
i was out in san diego on a work trip.
was about to have dinner with some clients, and one of the chics was there early and me and her oustide smoking a bogey.
so i see she has on a wedding ring, and instead of asking about weather and shyt, i say "so how is being married?"
her - its good, we've been married for 3 years, and together since high school, so about 9 years total
me -
sounds good, so you must be in love...
her - well actually, i feel like he is constantly cheating one me
me -
her - he's a high school teacher, and you know how these girls come to school all scantily clad these days
me -
her - he does want to have sex with me every time he comes home from work... which i definitely love and appreciate
me -
her - but i always feel like he is visualizing the school girls while we have sex -
me -
the moral of that story is.... stick to asking about the weather.
no idea why i asked that chic if she loves her husband, this was totally my fault.
was about to have dinner with some clients, and one of the chics was there early and me and her oustide smoking a bogey.
so i see she has on a wedding ring, and instead of asking about weather and shyt, i say "so how is being married?"
her - its good, we've been married for 3 years, and together since high school, so about 9 years total
me -
sounds good, so you must be in love...her - well actually, i feel like he is constantly cheating one me
me -
her - he's a high school teacher, and you know how these girls come to school all scantily clad these days
me -
her - he does want to have sex with me every time he comes home from work... which i definitely love and appreciate
me -
her - but i always feel like he is visualizing the school girls while we have sex -
me -
the moral of that story is.... stick to asking about the weather.
no idea why i asked that chic if she loves her husband, this was totally my fault.
Dorian Breh
Veteran
I wish more brehs could stick to this script.
When brehs be asking these prying, fukkery inducing questions where you know the conversation bout to go so far left it makes me
Like in a group some girl mentions her ex and brehs be like 'oh so what happened?' And now we in a convo about it, now all couples counseling this bytch? Miss me..
If I'm drinking hard in a social setting, its cuz brehs (and brehettes) cant help but start convos like this.