Come on, fess up. Back in the AOL 3.0 days (0nly local dial-up I could get) I used to telnet into my schools AS400 to do COBOL and RPG prog ramming and compiling. So anyone that used that shit back in the day knows how much of a pain in the ass the IM client was. I would be online working and shit (porn) and someone would always pop up with 'Hey where you at in Augusta?' So one night this girl sends me an IM, then she starts asking me if I know so and so and what not. Suprisingly we knew a lot of the same people. So after a while she talks me into meeting her, you know the whole, oh Im 5'6" 145lbs...yadda yadda.... So I met her about 3 miles from my house. Holy shit. This girl was fucking retarded big. If she weighed 145 I weighed 130. That was my one and only 'hook up'. I got rid of AOL as soon as I could.
Since you've started the whole AOL support group, I'll follow suit... My name is Lomotil, and I too, have met someone online through AOL. ***YES*** - this was back when I was fresh out of high school, the Inter-web was a 'newfangled thingy' that I had just been introduced to, and was given a prepaid AOL subscription. Much was learned this night. Had to drive clear across town to pick this gal up (not that it was that far, maybe 20 miles) - and when I got there, knocked on the door, the evening presented itself. Now, once she came to the door, I discovered a literal 'Gnome Giant.' Unattractive to the point that ethanol couldn't cure, but myself, not being superficial (or even a full-fledged drunk back then,) gave it a chance (I had taken the bait, but it would take me some time to remove the hook.) The evening got worse before we even left her driveway. I was there to pick her up and take her to a pizza parlor for dinner. Once she crossed the threshold onto her front patio, I noticed a peculiar 'limp' about her step, but being the conscientious, courteous person that I used to be, I made no visual acknowledgment of her impaired stride. Now, at the time, I drove a Ford Ranger, a truck with a door sill that wasn't too far from the pavement, but she was having a problem getting her fat ass into the passenger seat (hell, the cab, for that matter.) As she was squirming her way towards the seat, she mentioned that her prosthetic leg was hindering her entry. The night had just begun, and I was stuck with this woman in my vehicle. This wasn't so much of a concern up until the following point, as I was still thinking that I could at the very least, enjoy some pizza with a nice conversationalist. Once I started the engine, and she shut the door, the final straw became apparent. This bitch STANK. It was the worst human-borne stench I'd encountered up until that point (she relinquished her trophy probably a decade later, but held the record for quite a while.) I realize, bathing with only one leg might be cumbersome, but it certainly stands to reason that it'd be one of the first things you'd learn to do with that particular handicap. Again, not knocking her for her impairment, but for fuck's sake, doesn't the average person practice some sort of personal hygiene before meeting someone, or, for fuck's sake, even stepping out in public? We ended up going to the pizza place, and somewhat enjoying a quick meal (my appetite was at around 20% capacity, even on an empty stomach, the fresh air under the ceiling fan aided in this.) We ended up driving back to her house with the windows open, and thanks to the Xanax and Vicodin I'd consumed earlier (once I realized what the night had in store,) I actually helped the monopod out of the truck and into her house. Worth mentioning, it took a few days to get her stench out of my vehicle. Oh, the days of ignorance and inexperience...
I met this dude online when I was 19, talked to him for several months. Super cool dude, we shared the same interest, bla bla bla...He sent me several pics, this dude was hot!! Never had a one night stand but I was more than willing this time!!! I was to meet him at a local bar, he told me what he would be wearing. I walked in and seen this big fucking Mongoloid. I turned to walk out and he spotted me and asked "do you always come to bars alone"? Bad enough he looked the way he did but to ask me a creepy ass question to boot....I ran like hell and put his ass on iggy as soon as I got home. Why do people lie about what they look like? What are they thinking? Oh well I lied like a mofo about what I looked like but maybe I will win her over with my rotten teeth and stank ass.. Fuck that shit, never again!!!
With Augusta being as small as it is, a lot of times you will know similar people. I had learned a valuable lesson and following that I decided that if I heard, 'oh you know...' I would actually call 'you know...' and ask. That was my only online experience and it wasnt too long after I turned 21 and started going to bars.....I will post that in the other thread, got some good questions.....and stuff..... (keep the board alive).....
My uncle (3 years my senior) met a woman online in a chatroom back in the late 90's. She was from Mass. and he from Alabama. Short version: they married in '99 and still reside in Mass. Whodathunkit? But back to me...... When I was in the market for a new home, I walked through Barry's (ucicare) which was for sale. I noticed a certificate on the wall and thought the name was familiar. When I later "Googled" him, I was led here ("Barry's Nuts"). I signed up and began throwing in my $.02 here and there. I later met Barry and bought his house. It was months later before I confessed that I followed him here and that I was the "Major." Just a happy little stalking story, kids.
my dorky X Husband met his new wife on myspace. I met one guy , to meet for drinks- liked him a lot online, he was even cuter in person, but when he stood up- he was only like 5'5" ... this was odd because I am 5'10"ish and was wearing heels. I felt like I was with a kid. I guess he did no lie about his looks, just never mentioned- he was a midget - kinda
I have met two photographs from a photographic site I have been on some time, we first emailed each other, then phoned each other, now we all go on photographic outings together and we have all known each other for four years, three very happy young ladies who love taking photographs
We need proof. I havent met anyone from fugly, one day we need to have a 'reunion' of sorts. Everyone can get to Baltimore and hang out at Jefes place. He can give Nursey rides on his motorbike. Vrooom Vroom.
I haven't met anyone as far as I know from fugly yet, who knows we might bump into each other when I visit Baltimore :biggrin:
Using Myspace I met a few girls that I otherwise could have never had an oppurtunity to meet/fuck. Wow...looking back, its kinda scary if I ever have a daughter, knowing that there are guys out there like me that will do whatever it takes to get in a girls pants. This one chick asked me to come to her house and meet her parents, (I was 19 at the time, she was 16) and I lied, said I was 16 too, and stayed for dinner. Her dumbass parents were so naive, they didnt mind she locked the door to her room with me there, I fucked her 3 times, and her parents didnt say a word. back on topic though, I had fun with meeting people, except when they either flaked and didnt show up and ignored me, or they lied about their looks. If that happened, I just left too, lol. I don't do this anymore right now since I have a girlfriend at the moment.
I have met Joe in person. Obviously I know Major and that psycho wretch BAMA GIRL or whatever her name was. I also met Improtected, who is an incredibly nice person that Dwaine and Jeff stalked and scared the hell out of. My wife and daughter made brief appearances here, but accurately deducted that you all are insane. I have talked to Jefe, Schmed, Checkers, and Dwaine by phone on several occasions. I talked to SamanthaSez once. All seemed fairly normal to me. I would really like to meet the rest of you in person. With police backup of course.
I've talked to Lomo and Rat on my cell, other then that it's just been im stuff. Nursey and Pimp are quite entertaining I must say.
And it won't happen again. j/k Besides meeting Cheezedawg, I've talked to Dwaine (and briefly to IHN because he was with Dwaine), Lomo, Spooky (or whatever the hell his name is) and I called Jefe one day and he scared me.
a little Asian homo has kept my monkey waxed for years. Except when Im pregnant... then it gets a little 70's looking I am pissed off at his gay 60lb ass ... last time he was training a fellow yellow faggot... and we let him watch.... WTF and they kept talking some Asian language ... I have a feeling they were making fun of my cooter.
I always feel like people who are speaking a foreign language are making fun of me. I took two years of French but remember very little. I want to get Rosetta Stone and learn German, so when I get around someone Asian or something and they aren't speaking English, I can speak German and make them feel paranoid.
I got Rosetta Stone for Arabic - so I would know what my hubbys mom was saying about me. I bet he wishes I didnt... bad things happened - very bad! It rocked... but that was over 2 years ago, and I have forgotten 80% yeah I love it when you get a pedicure and the little asian says "you have nice feet" ... then says to the one next to her "cihbahjkashfdlkajshwiehffh" and then they laugh.
