loquacius posted:

My interpretation of it is that you made this decision that you wanted to target your roommate's girlfriend while you were high on meth, and ignored a whole bunch of red flags that you should stop, and kept going anyway because their relationship was lovely to begin with, as though this were a justification for any action on your part other than telling him you think their relationship is lovely and they should break up. I know that you don't feel what you did is sexual assault, but if she did take it to court, and you told them what you told us, it would fit the definition, and you would be in trouble. My advice to you is to apologize to everyone involved, as sincerely as you can make it sound.

MarcusSA posted:

There are weird details in there that make the story seem weird.

I mean besides all the rape stuff.

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During this time, she’s been whispering “stop”, and I stopped 3 more times to ask her if she wanted me to stop or continue. Each time, she was completely silent. I am very careful not to pin her down.

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I return from work, and we have a sit down. As we talk, we smoke more marijuana, again as is our custom (out of my stash, of course). She tells me that we went too far, and we have to stop. I make my argument with my hands and mouth. She gets up, and walks away from me. I follow her. This turns into me chasing her around the house. I’m reminded of playing keep away with my first girlfriend. At one point, I grab her, and throw her onto my bed. Quick as spit, she worms away from me, and out of the room. I catch her again, and put her on the couch.

Android Blues posted:

Also trying to get with someone else's partner is tacky and, "ditch the zero, get with the hero," is one of the worst phrases I've ever heard someone use unironically about themselves.

punk rebel ecks posted:

I find it amusing that the red flags in the story are so numerous and blatant, that nobody has pointed out why he wanted to get with the girl in the first place if she was described as "a bully" in the opening paragraph. I mean nothing in the story gives the confessor reason to suddenly be attracted to her.

I was planning on pointing that out initially, but as I read more I became...uneased and forgot about it.

punk rebel ecks posted:

I find it amusing that the red flags in the story are so numerous and blatant, that nobody has pointed out why he wanted to get with the girl in the first place if she was described as "a bully" in the opening paragraph. I mean nothing in the story gives the confessor reason to suddenly be attracted to her.

I was planning on pointing that out initially, but as I read more I became...uneased and forgot about it.

punk rebel ecks posted:

I was planning on pointing that out initially, but as I read more I became...uneased and forgot about it.

womb with a view posted:

Where's that guy who always says that the answer is cutting your dick off? I bet he'd know what to do

Nooner posted:

DandyLion posted:

Let he who has not smoked meth and sexually assaulted someone cast the first stone...

tactlessbastard posted:

Just to be clear, I'm throwing stones in this situation

VanSandman posted:

Loq why the gently caress would you post that rape confession you idiot

loquacius posted:

hell, same

but yeah he just kind of had a meth-idea and at no point stopped to consider whether this meth-idea was worth pursuing, because stopping to consider whether he should pursue things is not his strong point

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With the death of Barbara Bush, I think we are one step closer to the biggest cover up in US history being revealed. When the old man passes I think this will come out from some other former “guests” of his.

Everybody knows about Nixon’s enemies list, but George H W Bush had one too, and my dad was on it. My dad worked for the CIA during the 1980s and was very involved in programs that were offshoots of MKULTRA and Project Pegasus. The basic idea being to discover if psychic phenomenon was real and, if it was, hoe to harness it.

My dad clashed with Bush several times regarding allocation of funds, and had challenged producing the results that the CIA craved. When Bush became President he shut down all that poo poo as a failed experiment. That included giving my dad a new assignment in counter terrorism and also assigning Dad to destroy about 5 years worth of paperwork that was deemed to be waste.

Dad disagreed with this and basically copied all the files to his own personal records, including the contact info of several test subjects who were shown to have some kind of unexplainable ability, be it telekinetic or psychic or even one guy who was unusually lucky.

Dad personally worked with a few of these people until someone at the CIA got word of it and set Dad up.

Dad was married at this point but I wasn’t born yet, but apparently some CIA spooks showed up at the house and told Mom that Dad was suspected of selling secrets to the Cubans and needed investigated.

Dad was pulled in front of Bush himself and grilled pretty severely, arguing that this was a good project. Bush then told him the project was dead and he was going to be on desk duty for life. My Dad obviously wouldn’t give up that quick so they then took him to the Pentagon to show him what the money was now being spent on.

Dad was led to a freight elevator which took him underground into a series of tunnels. They led him into a room, shoved him in, and closed the door behind him.

The room was completely black but suddenly a bunch of lights turned on, and Dad realized he was on a balcony overlooking a giant open floor, like he was in an empty stadium looking down at the field. At this point the air started feeling very damp and a bunch of lights started flickering on the open floor. It was like Morse code or something, lights flickering in sequence.

At this point Dad started freaking out and pounding on the locked door behind him. It wouldn’t open so he headed for the balcony for another way out. When he looked out he realized his sense of scale was way off - he estimated the floor to be about 500 feet long and dotted with small lightbulbs. But he realized the lights were actually spotlights and the floor was closer to 10 miles long, and Dad was several thousand feet above it.

At this point they opened the door and one of the spooks told Dad to worry about “the thing that uses that landing pad”. A bunch of sirens started up and they escorted Dad away. They stopped him at a giant window overlooking that huge floor and told him to look, since “it would be the weirdest thing you’ll ever see”. Dad looked and saw what looked like a “squid with human, bear, and bug parts” crawling on the glass, about 3 feet long. Then they took him away.

They dropped him back home but not before telling him to drop everything or else they’d make his new assignment cleaning the glass in that room.

Dad told me this story right before he went in for heart surgery. When he came out he told me it was all bullshit and that I should forget it “for now”. He had a second heart attack after the surgery and, while waiting for the nurse, told me the story was true but that I had to be careful who I told.

I still don’t know if I believe it but Dad seemed loving terrified when he told it to me. And this was a guy who is awful at telling stories and didn’t have a creative bone in his body.

Anyway, I bring it up now because when HW was accused of groping those girls Dad said that he hoped HW wasn’t going senile. I was like “cuz of the CIA secrets?” And Dad goes “because he’s probably still in charge of that basement stuff”. And when Barbara Bush died he called me and said “hopefully HW dies and they kill that basement project too”.

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Job goon here that nobody really remembers. Just wanted to let everyone know that I got employment within my industry and have been working at the job for over a month now. I'd like to thank all the goons (just Ioquacius really) that gave advice/support. The pay is pretty pitiful (and I'm not fetching coffee), but taking advantage of overtime will boost me to a respectable starting salary. The important thing is that I can now start saving funds and gaining job experience for future opportunities.