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I was 18 and she was 17. I stole her from her boyfriend after a Depeche Mode concert (Music for the Masses). We dated for a month before we both lost our virginity to each other. She turned nutso on me and flew to Germany to marry me. Unfortunately, I was not part of the planning of this and was quite surprised when she showed up to get married, seeing as how we hadn't talked in about 4 months.
Fast Forward 5 years, I'm back in California and end up in the hospital with a kidney stone a month before my birthday. On my birthday I get a phone call wishing me a happy birthday from someone who refuses to identify herself. I honestly didn't know who it was and told her I wasn't into games. She told me who it was. I asked her how she got my number. Turns out she worked at the hospital in the billing department, saw my name, got my number, and called. I told her if I ever heard from her again, I'd call the hospital and file a complaint.
I never heard from her again. That was 12 years ago.
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"I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am" - Cormac McCarthy, All The Pretty Horses
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