An ** Who Was Supposed To Be My Friend Called The Police On Me
I was nice enough to give a guy friend a ride home from a party where we'd all been drinking too much. On the way home, he started trying to feel my ** and he was obnoxious. I slapped his face and told him to smarten up.
He got ** and didn't talk to me the rest of the way home. He staggered out of my car at his house and went in and called the police and said I was driving drunk. Yeah, I'd had a few but I wasn't too drunk to drive. The police picked me up and took me to the station.
The next day my supposed friend called me and asked me how did I like being harassed by the police and admitted he called them because I wouldn't let him molest me.
That happened years ago but I'll never forget what a scumbag he was. And if he is reading this, he can kiss my **!
If you give me his info I can take care of him.
People are snitch faggots sometimes. Probably too ugly to get you anyways.
sounds like u got what you deserved,i miss the cave man days when you hit the ** in the head and drug her ** home.
lol, you sound that old, douchbag.