By creepermagnet - 06/04/2009 19:39 - United States
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Your FML was denied. We had to at least give you a badge to cheer you up a bit.
I'm a rock star
You have 100 followers. Your head's in the game.
Tommy Wiseau
You have 50 followers and we quite frankly don't know how you managed it.
One more and it's business time
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
Keen reader – Level: godlike ninja
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
Keen reader – Level: master ninja
You have voted for 50% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
Keen reader – Level: student ninja
You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
The return of the thumb
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
The thumb strikes back
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
Gandhi
You have 200 followers. Everyone follows you. You should watch your mouth.
Let me tell you the rest of the story: this actually happened a couple months ago, but I just discovered this site. First off, there was NO second date. My God. Right after he said that, I told him I wanted to go home (he had driven, and I didn't have a car or any way to get home). He then asked if I wanted to go to the woods so he could "do things to me." I told him no, going home would be fine. He took me home and I called him and told him I never wanted to see him again. For half an hour, he tried to convince me to see him again, but I eventually just hung up. For a month or so he called me every day but I didn't answer. Finally, I grew tired of this and I answered the phone. I told him he was really scaring me and he needed to stop trying to contact me. He told me, "I was falling in love with you but they all laughed at me!" (Mind you, I do not know who "they" are. Nor do I wish to know). I told him I was very sorry, but he had to stop calling me or I would contact the police. He then said to me, "Where is the darkness??? Why do you paint me as a demon when I just want to show you the light???" I haven't spoken to him since.