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11-20-2004, 10:55 AM
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Frontal Lobe
Location: California
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Guerilla tactics
This was inspired by KinkyKiwi's list of comebacks. We all know the world is full of creepy guys who try to get in our pants - we learn to deal with them, probably when we're young, and we all struggle with it in one way or another. Let's tell stories of how we got the better of them!
Please note that this is not a man-hating thread! These icky guys give the rest of men a bad name and make us callous and wary at a young age. If the creeps would lay off, the decent men might have more of a chance to get to know women. Okay so years ago I had a great tactic that was a lot of fun. I started doing this when I was about 22, although I still looked like I was in my teens. Picture me standing in a pet store looking at the rodents, when a sleazy older guy comes up behind me, stands way too close, and then says, "You like hamsters? I'd love to show you mine." I felt his hand brush against my butt. Eeeeeew!! I stood up and turned around, completely straight-faced, and said, in a stern voice, "Can I see some ID please?" "What?" "I need to see your ID." "Oh...okay, sure..." Fumbling in his walllet, the man produced his driver's license which I then took and wrote down his information in a small notebook I produced from my pocket. I was doing my best impersonation of a cop, and it worked like a charm! I handed his driver's license back to him, said "Have a nice day, sir" in a terribly grim voice, and watched him scurry out of the pet store like his butt was on fire!  |
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11-20-2004, 03:01 PM
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"Without the fuzz"
Location: ..too close for comfort..
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hahaha yay!! hmm..well i was dating this guy ( i was about 13) who kept pestering me for sexual favors...i wasnt really allowed alone with him and the closest we got was the movies...where everytime he would keep trying to feel me up and wouldnt listen to my "stop it"...well one day me and my at the time best friend invited him to her house ..we were in her room with the lights off...we had mixed elmers glue with food coloring..made a nasty green/brown color...
we easily got him out of his pants... she rubbed the glue mixture alll over his "lil buddy" while i txt msgd a good guy friend to ring her doorbell..he quickly jumped up and zipped his pants we waited till he was fully clothed and opened the door... he went home... now ya know how elmers glue peels off like dead skin? well he called us in a panic later asking us what we had given him... after a good laugh we told him what it was... last time i heard from him he had a boyfriend... we still crack up about it 
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11-23-2004, 03:34 PM
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"Without the fuzz"
Location: ..too close for comfort..
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hmm, i'm suprised nobody else posted in here :/
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Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps. Play with each other. Play with yourselves. Just don't play with the squirrels, they bite. |
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12-04-2004, 12:10 PM
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Crazy
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Kinky and Squishor those are both beautiful stories. I wish I had thought to use guerilla tactics but the first time a scuzzy guy hit on me (he was incidentally the first guy to ever hit on me) I had no idea what he was doing and I just kept looking at my friend for help while pushing his hads away.
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