The Great BLUEMOON Confessional

waterloo blue said:
In the early eighties a mate and myself got up at the crack of dawn,went down daisy nook to pick magic mushrooms.
My mate put them in the fridge at his place,and went back to bed.
His dad was doing a fry up and put them with his eggs and bacon,had a major psychotic episode and ended up in the lakes ward in Ashton General.
When his dad convinced them he was not off his head he came home and leathered my mate who didn't grass me up,though I'm sure mum and dad knew I was involved.
Always feel guilty for not taking the blame with him.


Pmsl .
 
mcfc_die_hard said:
NSBFL said:
I was on my way home from the bar about 11 O'Clock one night when I got a phone call from the wife of a good mate. She was in a right state... clearly drunk and saying some very wierd stuff. I decided to pop round & make sure she (and him) were ok.

I got to their house and his car wasn't there. She opened the front the door holding a hand gun! She was in a right mess! She'd caught him cheating, they'd got in a fight and he'd taken off. She'd decided that she was going to kill herself. She told me to leave. I didn't. She pointed the gun at me... I suppose it was because I'd had a few beers that I called her bluff... I said I knew she wasn't going to shoot me... anyway.... I persuaded her to let me in to talk. It was pretty hairy for a while, but eventually I convinced her to put the gun down because she was "making me nervous"... we talked and talked and after about 40 minutes, I manouvered myself between her and the gun. Then, when I had a chance, I grabbed the gun, ran to the door and slung it out into the garden. She realized what I'd done and went apeshit. I physically restrained her from going outside to get it and called 911.

The cops came and took her the psych hospital. They only kept her for 48 hours but I felt really bad about it. The gun was loaded - 5 bullets in the chamber and another was on the living room floor. the safety was off. Who knows whether she'd have gone through with it if I hadn't intervened, I would certainly hope not. Her & her husband reconciled and have had a kid since, but I never see them anymore. A very odd experience.

fuck me!! well done mate


Thought this was going to end with a shag!!!
 
NSBFL said:
I was on my way home from the bar about 11 O'Clock one night when I got a phone call from the wife of a good mate. She was in a right state... clearly drunk and saying some very wierd stuff. I decided to pop round & make sure she (and him) were ok.

I got to their house and his car wasn't there. She opened the front the door holding a hand gun! She was in a right mess! She'd caught him cheating, they'd got in a fight and he'd taken off. She'd decided that she was going to kill herself. She told me to leave. I didn't. She pointed the gun at me... I suppose it was because I'd had a few beers that I called her bluff... I said I knew she wasn't going to shoot me... anyway.... I persuaded her to let me in to talk. It was pretty hairy for a while, but eventually I convinced her to put the gun down because she was "making me nervous"... we talked and talked and after about 40 minutes, I manouvered myself between her and the gun. Then, when I had a chance, I grabbed the gun, ran to the door and slung it out into the garden. She realized what I'd done and immediately got down on her knees pulling my pants off while gasping uncontrollably. After sucking me vigorously, I threw her onto her back and pulled off her panties. She came almost as soon as I entered her, digging her nails into my lower back.


There you go !!!
 
I would do, but have recently learnt that my Dad is a member here, and knows my screenname (though I don't know his).
 

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