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My roommates are so angry. Some love Trump. Some love Obama. I can get along with them when they are separate. But when they all choose to try to eat together it briefly starts our pleasant. Then they are yelling at each other. I’m like wow. How do I leave this area of the house.
I hate being old & divorced. Someone else owns everything I ever worked for. I have to endure this.
I actually like all but one of them. That one I can only tolerate. Too angry.
But they don’t like each other. There relatives or friends show up & its Trump & Obama. They all think Biden is an idiot by the way; but will win. None of them like or respect Biden. So strange that we are fixing to elect someone no one I know likes or respects. Even the ones who show up & seem to be socialists think Biden is incompetent. But they hate Trump.
I’m tired of politics. I don’t care. I don’t want to talk about it.
I don’t care are global cooling; warming, or whatever they call it now. I don’t care about asteroids or hemorrhoids. I don’t care that rich entertainers are mad or having sex with farm animals. I don’t care that some royalty person from another country married someone from the ghettos & they are making commercials together. I don’t care that some fat director craps in front of his assistants.
I don’t even want to know the details. Why are you angry that Trump has orange skin & corns on his feet. Why are you angry that Obama was a foreign exchange student & had bi sex while high on coke in college. Why do you care that an asteroid may hit us. Why are you worried about a hurricane that’s hitting another country. Why do you care in we faked the moon landing.
I’ll admit; the whole alien thing does intrigue me. But that’s only because I saw some weird flying craft up close. I used to build stuff for space. I’m very smart. I’m still trying to figure out how some of that tech works. Let me inside of one & I might figure it out.
I don’t think it’s space aliens. I think it’s secret tech. But we are way ahead of where I though we were. But I can’t have intelligent conversations with these people because now one is telling me she was abducted. I listened to her story. It’s illogical. Either she’s lying or confused.
I’ll prove that with one of the other abduction stories I’ve heard. Please pay attention.
Very smart college educated dude claims he was driving down road at 1am. UFO appears over car. It stops. Lights stay on. He is beamed up.
Well my IQ is so high I can explain all of that.
He is now in space on a giant ship. For many hours they test him & ask him questions in his own mind. OK. Possible. I can explain that.
He’s took back. Blacks out as he’s put back in his car. He wakes up. Car door is open. Lights on. Engine off. He cranks car. Goes home. Sneaks in so parents don’t see him before 5 am. Goes to bed.
He really believes that happened. However; I’m smarter than nearly any person on earth. I catch things others miss. Now I’m old & senile. But I see flaws. I have driven that very same stretch of road. During the exact same time frame as he described. During the same hours. I’ve lived in the same area of each city during my life. I was leaving the same place at nearly the exact same time. Going to basically the same place. I passed his stop point before reaching mine.
It’s a very busy highway by day. By night there are endless big trucks always in the right lane he used. There are constant lone cars & big trucks either passing or speeding in the left. State troopers are hiding there every day & night because it’s a deadly area & perfect place to hand out tickets. It is an endless series of going up & down steep little hills. With tight curves thrown in. You had better get some speed up going down the hill or you are crawling at the top of the next. Trucks are endlessly getting stuck in the left & trying to pass the other in the right while both suddenly bottom out to under 25. While you were doing 70 moments before. Hiding on the steep drop offf edges in tall grass are troopers. You never know where or when. Sometimes a few. Sometimes a whole lot. It’s like a bunch of sharks waiting to be fed by divers.
You want to speed. But there’s never been a time you made it thru all those hills without seeing a cop.
Not to mention you can come over those hills at 2am & suddenly have both lanes blocked by tractor trailers doing 10 mph. You had better pay attention.
So this guy claims his car stopped at the bottom of one of those hills. His headlights are on. He’s in right lane. Drivers door is open into left lane (oh. If you try to go off edge of road you have like one foot of extra pavement, then a steep fall off into a ditch; rocks, trees. You don’t ever want to go beyond the line doing more than 10. In parts you can’t go over at all). So how would someone pass him at speed or even slow without hitting his door? It’s in the lane. These are tight lanes.
Every truck has a CB. They are going to warn each other. The cops are going to hear that & probably be called. Cops are endlessly going up & down the same stretch too.
He says his car rolled to stop. He stared at the craft as it lowered. Etc. He came back. Slept for a while. Woke up groggy & confused. Tried to start his car. Battery was drained. Kept trying. Got it started. Shut door. Went home. In bed Freire 5 when parents wake up. Left at other end at 1, 4 hrs earlier.
The entire time as slow & stop; then awaken drowsy & then start car & go, no one ever passes him. I have made that exact same drive in same lanes & times & days hundreds of times. There’s never a time that’s possible. The rest of the world doesn’t stop going & coming to work; stop transporting goods & handing out tickets to out of state truckers, just because aliens chose to abduct you that day. Even they must be in our reality to interact with us. I’ll try to view this as a scientist with an open mind. I have a great imagination. But we must agree some laws must be observed. Such as common sense.
Then there’s this problem. I was driving a German sports car. He was driving an old Yugo. I can haul ass up & down hills. I used to race cars on a very small level. I know how to get up & down the hills & around the corners. I also know where the fuzz are most likely to be. This means I speed often within reason & slow so as not to get tickets. I worked with this guy. He was still driving the same car since it was a recent event. Every day when we left he left immediately. I chatted with friends. Then left. A short distance down the road I’d zoom right past him. Dude never made speed limit. People got mad cause he often wasn’t even 5 under. One of those old Church lady drivers. Young dude. Still learning how to drive. Said he had same habits before this happened. Oh did I mention I’m very highly educated. Lots of degrees in science & hight tech stuff. I started working in an engineering firm as an associate at 16. But I also hunt & fish; married a cheerleader. I’m not a nerd or goober. I’ve never touched drugs or alcohol. I’m from a military & space research family.
So I averaged about 73 mph hr covering the same stretch of road in same time frame. It took me roughly 2 hrs from his start to end point. It’s a long tedious drive. You only make it if you insist on living in that rural area, while attending college or working in that high tech place with all the jobs.
So he leaves a friends house at one. This dude never hits 50 mph. Ever that I saw. He’s slowly creeping up endless steep grades. Nervously gong down steep grades. Comes to a stop at one bottom. Studies a UFO. Gets beamed up. Spends hours in holding; talking; tests. Is transported back. Gets beamed down. Takes a nap. Wakes up. Clears his head. Eventually gets car to start. Slowly drives home groggy. Gets in bed before 5am.
Now as a science driven person I took it serious for two reasons. I have put my hand on what the Navy now calls a Tic Tac. I spent over 30 minutes studying it from every angle & looking inside. I can explain a lot of what I saw because I’m very smart. I can’t explain some of the tech I saw. Because I’ve never heard of such things. I’d need access & time to study & test it to figure out how it works. So here was a very smart person going to college in a tech field. He seemed honest & sincere every day. No none-sense person. He claimed to have been in a craft.
Cool. Someone who has been inside. Now we are talking.
He had no tech data to share. Just interaction with aliens. See that bothers me. My mind would have sucked in all the details. All I get out of this intelligent person who at work is very observant & mechanically inclined is info on grays. Can’t describe the instruments or tests. Yet he paid attention to the technical details of our machines on his first day. I would know. I trained everyone. He was far above what we usually got. Half of our people were either ex military; or in college. The other half not so much. Someone has to do the tedious unskilled stuff.
So I got him to open up because I’ve always been intrigued by that tic tac me & half the street stared at in the 70’s. I never talked about it for two reasons. 1) only a handful of people would grasp what I saw. 2) you don’t talk about such things if you want certain jobs. You can’t expect to advance in life if you talk about crazy stuff. My military family & people I’ve rubbed elbos with have heard about or seen odd stuff too. But you don’t talk about it. We’ve also seen secret high tech stuff. You don’t talk about that stuff.
I always assumed that was just some of our high tech. I could see a military base from where I stood after all. Members of my extended family have invented stuff for the space program. I know we know stuff we can’t tell you. To keep you safe & keep a small standing military we must keep a tech edge. It’s vital to you staying alive. We go fight in the wars. So it really matters to us too. You can’t trust many foreign governments no matter what the far left tells you. We must live in harsh reality so you can live in a euphoric fantasy land within your mind. They have high tech you don’t know about either. We all must have secrets. They spend a lot of money & efforts influencing idiots here to try to help them steal our tech. They have people in our colleges & industries working us over daily. Most of you just lack the IQ to fully grasp that. That’s OK. But remember. There are nations that would team up & rapidly invade this nation if they thought they could pull it off. They constantly plot such things.
They’ve been planning it since WWII ended. They just can’t find a way. They have also been attempting to overthrow us from within for a long time. They actually are behind the whole socialist on campus movement that started in the 60’s. All you really have to do is play on fears. You had colleges full of rich kids taking every class possible to dodge the Nam draft. If they got educated enough they didn’t have to serve. They’d take their drugs & live in fear of death. Blaming us for the real war images they finally saw on TV was easier than blaming the enemy. If they protested enough they could stop us from fighting so they wouldn’t have to go. They had no way of stopping the socialists. Fear causes you to find a way to survive. The socialist spies just used that fear.
I laughed my butt off when the USSR put down their guns for the cameras. They were far behind in tech. Slave labor isn’t as inspired as free people. Clinton sent China our high tech. Now we have the socialists caught back up.
You do realize this pandemic either accidentally walked out of one of China’s labs; or this is a simple test by them to see how we react don’t you? Oh we have to pretend it came from a wet market accidentally to keep the lemmings calm. For society to function we cant have panic. But let’s pretend it was innocent. There’s nothing innocent about how their government suppressed & hid how easily the virus spreads. At the very least if we pretend to believe this is all innocent we must accept that socialism is very dangerous because the ruling elite has the power to hide the truth & do not care that a pandemic is killing so many people worldwide.
Argue if you chose. But I saw it coming. By the time y’all woke up I had a large collection of high end N95’s; face shields; gloves; germ x; toilet paper; dried & canned food; frozen meat. I was wearing my ppe & picking off hours to shop long before they told you too.
I knew they’d have to delay telling you to wear masks because Bill Clinton put most of your PPE lines overseas. They needed to save what they could grab for hospitals.
You’ll be happy to know I got high level PPE in bulk at discounted prices before this hit.
People were laughing as I made trips over & over to clean out every bodies cheap store brand toilet paper before this hit. My house; attic; garage; shed looks like a big box store. My ex thought I was going insane when I filled up every corner with stuff. I asked her am I ever wrong. She said well every once in while. But usually not. Precisely. When we dated I told her when & how the World Trade Center would come down. Within certain perimeters of course. It was obvious after the failed attempt when Clinton was in office. People like me can see this stuff coming. But we can’t get people like you to listen. And if we could you’d panic & run around like crazy people. No offense.
Well I need some sleep. Time to eat. I’ll tell you this though. If they don’t get a vaccine in the next 5 months I’m going to have to go buy toilet paper & paper towels. I’m hoping by then the stores will be stocked & prices reasonable. Have canned meat went up? I limit my shopping. I do know meat has. You can only shove so much cheap chicken & ground meat in those freezers. I do have a mountain of canned meats & dried beans. I think I over did that. Not to mention the canned vegetables; fruit; rice. My bed still has that crap piled up around it.
My nephew got tickled. This is no joke. Over my head are two samurai swords. I’m very good with both hands. I just reached & touched my AK 47 & pump German shotgun. Now with the other hand I just touched my 45; Kevlar vest; night vision, & helmet. Jungle boots & camo are right there. I have a loaded backpack with extra clips & first aid ready to grab. Under my bed is an M16; & other toys.
A K bar is under my pillow. I sleep with a hand on it sometimes without meaning to. It’s covered of course.
I laugh at myself. But growing up this stuff was drilled into me by vets. Must always be ready. In fairness I do live on a small mountain in thick woods. We have some big wild animals that show up. I once woke up to a deadly snake in my room.
I’ve had to kill a deadly snake that one of my toddlers was suddenly beside. You either are prepared or your kid may die.
I remember being a teen. Wild dogs suddenly burst out of the trees. We’re they chasing an animal? The neighbors kids? I quickly grabbed my rifle & started shooting. My neighbors reacted fast & soon joined in. I was trying to take out all the lead dogs fast. Then the closet to the woods. I got at least 3. Multiple people shooting at very long range. Well it was there field. But I was very long range. About 250 yards for me. Which is what slowed me. Long shots for that rifle. But I reached the woods before they. They got into thick stuff after I started shooting them in there. So I had to pull my blade & do close work. Not sure if we got them all.
City people would cry. Oh the poor animals. Well those predators would eat those same morons whining. I have pets. I’ve given money to save endangered species. I’m part Native American. I live in balance with nature. But I’m not going to leave something that can kill my neighbors children. Do you worry about the big city where street gangs & high cholesterol is your biggest worry.
I’ll worry about keeping my family safe.
Rock on. I am Iron Man. Time to eat. Lift to Oz. And get moving.
I let guys suck my cock - and I highly recommend it to other guys everywhere.
I'm straight, married, in my mid 40's and I get blown by guys. The more I look around, the more common this seems to be, but even if not, fuck it. I was freaked out by it at first, and even a bit ashamed, but it's super convenient, and my wife isn't into sucking me off, so I've got a couple guys that I can hit up for a BJ whenever I want. The visual isn't so great, but you get used to it, and they have no problem with me playing porn. Pretty clearly, guys who love to suck dick are totally all about providing the best experience, so whatever makes it work best for me is what they want. I think this is why shit like this goes on all the time but nobody ever talks about it. It's totally hedonistic. It's all about me and getting the kind of BJ I'm in the mood for, be it a five minute quickie, or a leisurely half hour or so of getting my brains sucked out.
I probably get 4-5 BJs a month, but the great thing is, it's all up to me. There's no real relationship to worry about (though we are friendly), no drama, and if I'm not horny, I just don't go. No one's going to call me to ask where I've been or if I want to come around today. On the other hand, if I'm going through a horny phase, I could swing by every day and it would also be no big deal. It's just so straight forward! I don't have to manscape, or bring flowers, I just have to take a seat and get blown.
Oh, and do I have to point out that someone who really loves to suck dick tends to do it really well? My one guy is gay and he's all about throat action, he likes to take it deep and massage it with this throat muscles. The other guy is bi and prefers to do some crazy shit with his tongue. Both not only swallow, but love doing it. Neither wants anything more from me and they don't even try to get undressed. No drama, no commitment, no worrying about it being anything more than it actually is, just a blowjob.
Again, this all took some getting used to, but where the fuck are you going to find a woman who'll blow you whenever you want and with no hidden agenda? Honestly, it's fucking great and I highly recommend it!
Are UFOs real. I’ve never believed in them or anything stupid like ghosts. I’m exceedingly scientific. I need proof. Bigfoot is possible, but would be an ape. I need proof to believe though. Same for aliens.
Here’s the problem. I saw a Tic Tac long ago. Studied it. Touched it. I thought it was just a secret craft from the military base I lived beside. My very advanced mind; after looking in and studying the craft, could explain it to myself. So it just seemed like high tech.
Then the Navy releases these videos. I see another Tic Tac. Yes. It can do all that in real life. Those videos are not faked. The question is, why are they showing me this now?
My theory. Too many people have phone cameras. Internet. They can’t just hide it. So they misdirect.
Look, a UFO. We don’t know what it is either. We shall call it a PPO (made that up). Now; when we say he look at this; they just say yeah, we don’t know either.
Now they have released more UFO “proof”. Yet it proves nothing. See; how can I now believe them. Media can be faked. Look at movies. So at this point I’d have to see aliens to believe it.
Here’s why I can’t let this go. After I saw that thing I had this weird dream. In the dream I thought I was awake. But with me were greys. This is long ago before Close Encounters was made. I’d never heard of greys.
My neighbors who saw that craft with me swore it was a UFO. One lady still claimed she was abducted years later when we talked.
The local reporters warned us about sightings and possible abductions. Crop circles around the world. Was nuts. Then it all just passed and I laughed about it.
There’s two issues that make me scratch my head though. I worked in the space industry. I never saw anything even close to the tech I saw in that Tic Tac. It’s power source was amazing.
Then there’s that dream. How do you dream make believe stuff while you seem to be awake? They seemed pretty real. Other than walking thru walls and talking in my mind. When they left I was still awake. How did my mind do that? I never did that again. Crazy.
I’d watch scary movies. Id dream of scary monsters. But I’d wake up. Why did I dream of short weak creatures that just talked to me?
They were very impressed by me in my dream. We talked about space and what humans need to do. Nothing exciting. Why would I dream of that?
Still. It was just a dream. When I finally forced my mind to fully wake up, they were gone. So I’m still convinced I dreamed that. My mind just really tried to make it real, & couldn’t. I wonder if that power source caused that? I stood by it a long time.
So I still don’t believe in this stuff. I just wish our government wouldn’t mess with us. They told us it was all BS all these years. Now they claim it’s real. Well if what I saw was an alien craft; instead of a secret craft; does that mean space aliens really walked thru my wall and chatted with me? I’m too old for this mess.
I think my boyfriend likes talking to other girls more than talking to me. He often seems very distracted when I try to talk to him but as soon as another girl shows up, he's "awake" and fools around with her. I guess I am very jealous about that but it keeps me wondering.
I now think about breaking up with him, just to let him pay. I feel bad all the time and could cry all day long and I want him to notice but he doesn't.
I'm not a nice person. I am very unapologetic, opinionated, and honest. I say everything like it is. Sometimes I go too far and don't realize it, apparently I did today at work. I just had no idea that people were offended by my actions at all. I'm still new and I guess I'll just never fit in. I like my job and I don't want to leave it but no one really talks to me, or includes me in any conversations. Its like I'm a burden. I suppose its my own fault though.
I have broke other people's trust, I fully admit to this and we will happily live with banished sin and banished against our pillars, boundaries, morals, values, honors by God.
Thank you so much
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I’m DEADPOOL. That’s right, I’m the real Deadpool. No I’m not crazy. I’ll leave a secret code that only those who really know me could figure it out. WMHRSNSCARDCESCAECKAGCFLFWAHACLJ. Only the few who really know me could decipher that.
I started making up characters as a kid. Deadpool started in the 70’s. That’s right. Your getting the real origin of Deadpool.
I had some old comics. In one of them the Shadow fought a Ninja dressed in Red on a sub. My favorites were Cap & the Avengers, & Batman. But I liked this red ninja. So I made me as a super hero named “Red Ninja” when I was really little. In time the character got a much better name.
Over time he got cooler names. I won’t tell you his real name. My real character he became in my 20’s is very similar to Deadpool. I like mine better.
When I nearly died recently I destroyed all my 1,000’s of characters & their back stories. Old drawings. I’d hoped to one day draw my own comics, or let my children. But I’m near death so it’s not going to happen. No one wanted them. So I shredded them. I had to move into a tiny place. I had some way cool stuff though.
Starting in the early to mid 80’s I sent some of my worst characters & some ideas to Marvel Comics. I was going to use the good ones for my own comics. I’m pretty sure I saw one of my characters vaguely in a comic. Very vaguely. Either way I got some No Prizes. Empty envelops. The first one I wrote & said I didn’t get a prize. The prize was no prize, an empty envelope. You just give them ideas for characters; stories. But it becomes their property. You give it away.
Well; somewhere around 1990 or so; while in college, I decided to send Marvel one of my mediocre characters. I kept the best to myself. I was offered an art scholarship, but pursued other stuff.
Please realize I “gave” them the character. Just a rough idea. I did not give them my real character. I honestly don’t even remember what all I wrote in the letter.
In no way am I claiming anything beyond a rough idea. They apparently took a vague idea & made something cool out of it. So the character is completely theirs. I merely gave them a seed to plant & grow. Im not even certain they used my idea. The visual; mannerisms, & name make me convinced they did. Either way; I gave it away for fun, so who cares.
Around this time I was still collecting comics; but I stopped. That’s why I mailed this to them. My life was fixing to change dramatically. No more time for childish things. No more collecting comics. So since I doubted I’d ever pursue my comic ideas; I gave Deadpool (not my characters real name) away as a joke. I wanted to see if “I” could live on in the comic books, in case I died on a battle field. I loved Marvel. If they thought him/me worthy of being a super hero/villain, then it would mean my much better characters would be cool if I ever made my own comics. I had 100’s better than Deadpool.
Well I forgot all about it. No more kids stuff for me. My kids got into all the super hero stuff many years later. One day my daughter said dad. You have got to watch this movie called “Deadpool”. He’s just like you. I scratched my head. Realize my character has a different name. But I’m pretty sure I called the alternate less fleshed out version of red ninja; the bad “punisher” like pretend version of me, “Deadpool”. The one I mailed Marvel.
She said he’s just like you. The guy who plays him looks a lot like you (not really. But I am attractive. And I married a beautiful woman). He talks endless trash. Is always trying to be funny. Uses two swords and guns at once. Wears a red ninja outfit. Never shuts up. Cusses. Can do all that ninja gymnastics stuff like you. He’s you. Huh? That did sound like me.
So I watched the movie; remembered sending the idea to Marvel, & laughed my butt off. She asked what was funny. I said that is me. That’s really me as a super hero. I mailed that idea to Marvel before I married your mom way back in college. I didn’t know they made it into a super hero. Of course she didn’t believe me.
Now let’s be clear. I’m not taking credit for the character or anything. I can’t even remember what I mailed them. I had been drawing characters since age 7 or so. Red Ninja had been me since the 70’s.
I was finally giving up buying & collecting comics. No more drawing & expanding characters. I was putting all of that away & growing up. Time to leave college & start life. I never thought of that stuff again till she made me watch the movie. She was right though; that was me, especially back in the late 80’s & early 90’s.
I won’t bore you with the whole story & details. Nor can I remember what all I actually even mailed them. But either way; I gave it to them. Looks like they used it. I was hoping someone would turn it into a character. That if I died I’d still be alive in a sense as a super hero. Just a private joke. So in my mind anyways; I pulled one on Marvel, got them to turn me into a super hero of sorts.
So since I have no clue what I mailed them I’ll show why my daughter saw the similarities. She had seen me training with two swords at once. And two knives. She’d seen me throw weapons & shoot guns with both hands. I’m an expert marksman with near any weapon, with both hands.
I do know martial arts. I have easily beaten multiple black belts with my mixed fighting style in training. I have extremely fast reflexes. Makes me really hard to fight. When I sent it in I had finally managed to slim my muscular body down from 275 lbs to under 250. To para jump or slide down ropes out of copters you must weigh under 250. I was so lean and low fat I had cuts & veins everywhere. I thought Deadpool having healing powers like Wolverine would be great. Instead of claws he’d use two swords & pistols like me. He’d have my agility; athletic ability; super strength (I was a power lifter). Only magnified for comics of course. I’m the lame real life version.
I was very conceited about my appearance & abilities. I talked endless trash. Cussed none stop. I never shut up. I still have a constant smile. I try to be funny and constantly try to make people smile & laugh. A crowd once watched me fight several men. They say I was turning flips. Doing crazy moves. Like Deadpool. And the whole time I was telling jokes and talking trash. That’s true. Like Deadpool.
I used to run track. I could nearly touch the top of a basketball backboard. Great at long jumping.
I was being trained by an ex special forces relative & was intending to join the military soon, which is why I mailed off the idea for Deadpool to Marvel. Letting go of my childish ways. Would be no more time for that. After I mailed it off o bought no more comics. Drew no more characters. I was done.
I had a relative of sorts who used to work with me some. He was impressed by my marksmanship. He had been a soldier & then soldier for hire. Mercenary. I was a great marksman so he thought I should try that after the military.
Well in high school & college I found myself living in this high crime gang controlled inner city. At night it was a war zone. Cops were afraid to come in there at night. So if you got caught up in something you were on your on. Like the fight I just talked about.
Starting as a little kid I used to fight to protect others. I slowly learned to mostly be quiet & passive in school. Until I moved into the gang area. Sometimes I’d fight to protect others. But not in front of teachers. At school I had fought to protect any weak loner. I don’t care what color you are. Religion. Gay. I would protect anyone. In my eyes we are all the same.
Well; those of you who work & goto school full time know, your rarely home. At night I’d wake up to gang activity. Screaming. Gun fire. Fights. People buying & selling drugs. Drug dealers are the root problem in these neighborhoods.
I’ve fought and been chased by gangs in high school. Been shot at just for walking home. Kids on those streets know what I’m talking about. I learned to mind my own business. But a few times I had to go out into the dark night. Batman.
Ninja movies were getting popular. I always trained with two knives & pistols at this time. So now I added two ninja swords.
So around the time I sent this to Marvel I’d snuck out at night & stopped a few crimes when I heard screaming. Usually only for a woman or child. Not dressed as a ninja. I’m the real guy.
I’ll give one example. I heard a woman yelling for help. I went running out. A very large man was trying to attack her with an ax handle. Trying to break thru her window. She was protecting her child. So I fought & disarmed him. Made him run away. Then I had to talk to the cops. Witnesses confirmed my story & I got off. People would watch. But not interfere. I’m lucky people liked me enough to speak up for me a couple of times. Had it been gangs they probably would not have. No one calls the cops on drug dealing gangs. They will do drive byes & stuff. Unlike Deadpool, I can’t magically heal.
I only did these things a few times. Real life isn’t a movie. But my friends had saw me in action. My wife had told my kids those stories & about the time she watched me fight & save another woman. And of course talk to the cops yet again.
In real life once you save the day; you then get to talk to cops; teachers, bosses. You get kicked out of school; paddled; almost arrested; fired. Real life isn’t a movie.
So Deadpool wasn’t really me. He was like an alter me. A bad version of me. He would go off into the military for special forces like I was planning. Be a Merc like I was contemplating. But he’d be half nuts. He’d decide to take out drug dealers and criminals to stop crime at the source. You know that voice in your head that you ignore. Hey go do this. You know better from listening to that voice as a kid. Don’t listen to that crazy voice.
That is the real problem in these neighborhoods. Drugs fuel the gangs. Addiction destroys people. Gangs strike fear in neighborhoods. Everyone is afraid to call or speak to cops. Cops are afraid to come there at night. They arrive way too late & in large numbers. By the time they do it’s usually too late.
So the goofy one in the movies does act a lot like me. Obvi I’m no nutt super hero. I’m the real guy. I based the character off me. I like what they did with it. Totally different from me. As I said; I mailed in a very vague idea. They appear to have developed it into something cool. But I can’t take credit for any of that. But the behavior & general description are so much like me that my daughter realized it when she watched the movie. They’ve all seen me get right up in the face of would be tough guys and talk trash; joke, & cuss just like Deadpool. They’ve seen me lift up very heavy weight. Shoot two pistols at once. Train with two swords. On & on. I have that endless grin on my face. Im the real Deadpool.
So where did the name Deadpool come from? As a child I was an amazing marksman. I never missed. Some vets nicknamed me Eagle eye & Deadeye. I liked Clint Eastwood. So I called the bad; drug dealer pretend version of me Deadpool. Pretty sure I sent that name in with the idea. But it’s not important.
There was a real Hollywood game. People tried to predict who would die. Then bet money (a pool). So this Deadpool version of me would instead pick which deadly criminals should die. He’d take their drug dealing money. That would be his income. His “pool” of money. Plus; Eastwood had a movie out around that time, “the Deadpool”. I think I was watching it on VHS when I wrote the letter.
Clint Eastwood played a vigilante in Dirty Harry movies. I preferred the spaghetti westerns.
So since I don’t think I’ll be alive much longer I thought I’d secretly confess that I’m convinced I’m the basis for Deadpool. I don’t care if anyone believes me. I did specifically tell them they could have the idea. I did ask them to turn it into a character for Marvel comics. I didn’t send them the real character. He was much more complex and pure. Instead I sent them something I thought people would want to watch & read. This was in the rap anti establishment days. No one liked Cap anymore. I’m a whole lot more like Cap. But no kidding. As I type this there are ninja swords hanging above my bed. There are two pistols on a nightstand by two knives. As I said; Im the real Deadpool. Well; sort of.
What do I look like? Well I’m very sick now. But I’m very lean. Weigh about 255. Very muscular. I was born with blond hair & blue eyes. People say I’m attractive. And I act “a lot” like the character in the movie still to this day. That’s why when my kids first saw the first Deadpool movie they ran in there saying dad, your in a movie, you’ve got to come see this. And yes; I am really that cocky. I’m convinced no one can beat me. I did learn to shut up at times. But I talk endless crap. I crack endless jokes. I never shut up. I have a crap eating grin non stop. I did not go into the special forces for a very good reason. Nor did I become a mercenary. I’m afraid the real me isn’t overly impressive.
I am no kidding wearing a shirt that’s blue with stars on the top. Alternating red and white vertical stripes on the bottom. I just realized that when I looked down. My kids had them made for me I guess. They look like one offs.
OK kids of mine. There it is. Let’s see if you can figure out my code. No one else ever will. I’ll give one of you a clue. See if you can surf the web and find this. Decipher the code. Prove I wrote it. You asked me to tell someone I invented Deadpool. That would be wrong. You can’t give something away. Ask someone to make something of it. Then try to take credit. So here it is. No name or proof. But my admission. One more joke. If you find this and read this have a good life. Now you know where I got the idea. From an old The Shadow comic I owned. Why did I like the red ninja? He was better than the shadow. That’s why when I sent the character to Marvel. Instead of sending them the real character that red ninja became; which I will not reveal here, I gave them a meaner version. A “Punisher” like version. A soldier for hire who didn’t just cross the line; he became a criminal of sorts. Much like Wolverine was in a comic or two. Dark. The opposite of me. Like alternate Superman.
I am very proud of you that you saw me in the way Deadpool acted. You even pointed out how I used to pull your legs & claim I could block bullets with my swords. That’s obvi a lie. But I’m still pretty good for a real person.
#deadpool #red #ninja #fun #laugh #funny #laughter #comic #comics #book #admission #riddle #code #drug #drugs #gang #fight #athlete #athletic #merc #mercenary #mouth #trashtalking #cuss #cussing #gymnast #agile #agility #gymnastics
Last weekend I took the train to visit one of my friends. Because I'm pretty broke, I decided to drive without a ticket. Unfortunately, the train conductor came and I panicked. An older, grim looking woman sat beside me, her ticket was lying on the table and she was fast asleep. So (still panicking) I took her ticket.
When the conductor came, she hadn't had the ticket. She had so pay and was guarded out of the train.
I am such a bad person!
I am a thirteen years old female.
I sneak down the corridor to my parents room in the middle of the night just to watch them have sex.
I can't wait to have a boyfriend.
I confess that I have actively took part in the discrimination, humiliation, and silent segregation of Men with Small Penises. I have a big cock and have slept with hundreds of women. Once it was clear that I was universally considered big and thick I started to take on the role of a big cock dominant man.
This would always result in the infatuation and pseudo sexual worship of my big thick cock. Every girl or woman would have1-2 horror stories or nightmares as they referred to them... about where they encountered embarrassingly small pricks on unsuspecting owner's of tiny dicks.
Often these men were guilty of false advertising on some level, add that to the fact that small penises are not sexy or attractive because they are not masculine or manly. In private women often make fun and joke about how once they have a bad experience they can figure out who has an inferior penis. These same women also boast the new ability to accurately predict who is big and who is underwhelming. . Typically this is where I prove I'm big.
Women are disgusted by small penis and will not reproduce with one because of the severe risk of inflicting her own male offspring with embarrassing and unattractive genitals.
Women are taught by their mothers, sisters, aunts, teachers, etc to never talk about penis size or a man's penis size with men or around men because lots of their father's and brother's were little dicked men and they did not want to cause unnecessary insecurity in their loved ones and publicize that all women are size concerned if not full on size queens.
I have to confess that I agree with most women and believe the inferior male race of small pricks should slowly and meticulously be frozen out of the gene pool. Of course this takes lots of commitment and deception by women during their insemination and impregnation periods where their entire existence becomes insemination and impregnation.
#sex #disgust #ignorance #deception #conspiracy #inseminate #genetics #embarassing
I’m poor and can’t afford doctor. I woke up with blood coming out of me.
I’ve got a weird bleeding place somewhere else that hurts. Been hurt for months. Now an area of my body hurts really bad. It’s an area where my disease is.
I would try an over counter medicine but I don’t have a car to get it. And if I try to walk I’ll pass out. And my shoes have holes. I hate my life.
My sin is I let one of my children down. He now has serious problems in his life because I failed him. I can’t undo it. I’m a terrible parent. I’m so pathetic this probably won’t even get posted.
Every tuesday is pizza day in my office. This means our boss buys pizza for the whole office. Because my office is in the fifth floor and the cafeteria is in the first floor, I often have difficulties getting a slice of pizza. Some of my stupid and egoistic colleagues always take half or the whole pizza and disappear in their offices. The entire staff gets 5 to 8 pizzas. We are 32 people.
So today, I waited for the pizza man and put laxatives on each pizza before leaving them in the cafeteria.
Hahaha, what a fun. The entire third floor was blocking the restrooms for the rest of the day.
#pizza #laxative #office #staff #egoistic #revenge #confession
I still can’t let go of my ex but I don’t even want to act like a pathetic depressed ex.It's been 2 months since we broke up and I’m still not over it but outside I’m kinda act good as chill with my friends as I even went on date with other guy after breakup to move on but still can’t get over. So I made up my mind and text him because he finally unblocked me in ig as asked him on a date like causal last date not talking about patchup and all and he said yes. Omfg I’m having finals so will be going after that.
26 yo straight female married 7 years. Lately when I am super horny and masturbating, I imagine our sexy nanny eating my pussy. It's difficult to mb between baby, husband, and nanny. I get turned on by the way she watches me breast feed, dress, bathe, ... . She is so exotic and special... I am embarresed at how out of control my thoughts are.
#nanny #exotic #young #sexy #lesbian #straight #husband #baby #bathe #breastfeed #pussie
I am completly in love with a married woman, i have been for a few years. I know its wrong and will cause her much pain, i am selfish and foolish.
#fool
I use these online dating portals the other way around. The fattest and ugliest women get the highest or best rank. That's poetic justice!
I’m very angry at myself. As a human I always felt I should Side with liberals in most cases. As a Christian I felt obligated to side with conservatives because my Church told me too.
I refused to watch the news. I voted right most times in hopes of stopping abortion.
But the virus had me watching the news. I haven’t done that since childhood. Too depressing.
I saw a jogger chased & killed for trespassing. It took protests to get those nuts arrested.
I saw a man slowly choked to death as he begged. Made me cry.
One died for tress passing. One died over $20.
Then the insanity in Utah. I saw cops learn a disabled child is afraid of them because they killed his grandpa. I heard an evil cop state they were going to shoot him plain as day; before engaging. I saw cowards chase & corner that little boy & shine a light on him.
I saw the brave little boy refuse to lay down to be killed. I saw an evil POS shoot that unarmed child.
I’m now watching a corrupt system protect the evil POS who shot that baby.
I rarely even get mad. When it does I quickly get over it. But I’m angry. My votes help create such a system. Well I’m changing my votes. All liberal from now on. I can’t trust our system any more. The protestors are right.
I still disagree with the crimes. But the peaceful protestors are correct. Most cops are good. But bad cops are covered up for. This case removes all doubt of that. It’s scary to think a killer hiding behind a badge could just walk up & kill a random toddler & get away with it. This case proves that.
I hope they make a cop show episode about this. Let’s see the reality. Cops can try to kill anyone they want. They are above the law.
We who vote allow this.
I want so badly to have my feet tickled. I sometimes prop my bare feet up in front of a mirror so I can look at my soles, I wiggle my toes and masturbate to them, imagining that they are being tickled mercilessly.
I’ve been with my bf over 11 year, since I was 16. In 2020 I was feeling pretty neglected attention/sex wise so I started talking to guys online.. and then I ended up meeting one for a hike and sucked him off in the woods and later he fucked me senseless on a trail. Well that was so exciting to me that I wound up on tinder that night to find someone else. The next day I met up with someone new, had mind blowing sex. From there I was HOOKED! I’ve now slept with over 15 people since then, some of them multiple times. Well my best friends boyfriend slid into my dms, and my friend was upset I didn’t tell her so we don’t talk anymore.. but I still talk to her boyfriend and have plans to meet up with him once he’s able to visit where I live (they moved away). And NOW.. I’m talking to my boyfriends best friend/boss.. he liked an old picture of mine on fb randomly 2 days ago.. so I decided to shoot my shot and message him on snap. He was super flirty so I went with it and now we’ve exchanged many pictures and videos.. he’s coming by on Monday to drop off my bf’s sweatshirt while my bf is at work at his other job, and I told him he should come in to fuck me on the bed we share.. needless to say I can’t stop thinking about Monday. I’ve wanted his best friend/boss since before I even met my bf. We had a bit of a fling before my bf came along, we made out and he fingered me on a dance floor. I’ve wanted him to fuck me for at least 12 years!!!
Even my own family is torn. When the pandemic started i started too. My IQ is higher than most. I'm also neutral on many things.
So i contacted politicians; news; etc. on many levels. I tried to offer thanks; encouragement; & advice. I tried to get them to all work together for our common good. I think a few listened. I also ticked off at least one reporter.
Theres a democrat who is running. I want him to win. So i tried to play mind games. Tried to get him to see why a majority will probably vote against him. He's the best choice. So if he had listened; compromised; spoke a lot on key issues to the majority & showed his support; while not talking much about where they disagree; i think he could have won. But he didnt listen to me. Probably thinks I'm a typical goof. So he will probably lose.
Now for my family. The riots. Did you watch the man choked to death? Hear him begging? Sure; he resisted some. They may have suspected drugs. Its a dangerous job. But they got him down & arrested. They had multi cops present. They could have easily helped him up; put him in the cop car. Sure; maybe they were waiting for an ambulance. But you can't keep a knee on a kneck that long. Sure: the crowd may have annoyed & distracted the cop. I don't know everything yet. But i know enough that i want that cop charged & convicted of something. I feel we must change our laws. Force the other cops to interfere if one cop gets out of line like that & enough are present to alter things. We can't have a human choked to death for spending a fake $20.
Well; my family is very diverse. My step dad is ex-special forces. Volunteer everything. Fire/EMT/cop; so he sides with cops. A niece dates only blacks & has sweet black son. They are not agreeing on things.
I tried to play peace maker. I pointed out that we need the peaceful protests to bring awareness & change laws. This made him mad. Should only have protests in that city. I said no; need it in more to force change.
But; i said must enforce they quit early & go home; so you can then concentrate on the nasty types that show up to rob; hurt; & kill. For those types we need a heavy hand. If local politicians & cops can't contain it; then roll in the Guard. We can't have shop owners beaten; security guards killed; & small business people wiped out. We must seek change; but in a civil manner. Otherwise; we become divided.
I pointed out to my step-dad that a black security guard killed a nude unarmed white 130 lb teen on a college campus in a southern state (South Alabama). It was also caught on video; yet the guard was not found guilty of anything.
Well. He defended the security guard without even knowing the case. Said i don't know all the facts. I said i studied the case. The guard should have been found guilty of something. Maybe a small charge. But something. How can we trust people with guns when a tiny person in the nude unarmed is shot dead for being high & acting nuts? If he were armed or had tried to kill someone, or grabbed the guards gun, then I'd change my mind. But he didnt.
But neither person list
ened. Step dad just defended the guard; assuming he's innocent. My step dad is a good man. But he assumes all cops are good because he is.
Meanwhile; my niece thinks all white men are racists. All cops are racists. She complains she had problems with cops when alone. She looks white. How is that racism? She thinks my step-dad is racist. He let's them live in his house for free. I know for a fact he risked his life to save a black woman. He's been shot for this country. Ive seen him speak out against racism. He just loves his fellow emergency responders. But she still sees him as racist.
Funny thing; during Rodney King riots we lived in gang part of big inner city. While getting groceries a group of black males approached us. They apparently were too young to remember. I held her in my arm & her sisters hand as the males surrounded us. One had a gun in waistband. Theg called us racist names & threatened to kill us in broad daylight. Got intense. Yet here she is defending the rioters; saying it takes the riots to change things. Now she's peaceful; & would never do that; but she defends any black misbehavior if its against whites; & calls my step dad racist; even tnough he houses them.
So i tried to be peace maker; but that didnt work.
Then there's the monuments. I'm Christian. Statues mean nothing to me; they are idols. Well; she wants all the Confederate ones removed; they are racist. Ha ha. I ask her why. She sayes they were slave owners. I point out that most CSA soldiers never owned a slave. That the Constitution allowed the south to legally succeed. That the north invaded. That Union troops raped & killed innocent women & children in one branch of our family. Of course most men down here fought. I said ending slavery was the only good outcome. I said you complain how the south is more poor than the north east; well thats because of northern laws that kept the south poor for many yrs. We are just now overcoming it.
So we got in a weird argument. He & I agree; either leave all the statues; or take them all down; including the Union ones. She wants the Union ones left up. I pointed out that Grant still owned slaves at the end of the war; but Lee freed his before the war started. I pointed out Washington owned slaves. Now she wants Grants & Washingtons statues removed; but Lees can be left.
He got mad because he feels no statue should be removed dedicated to soldiers. He also feels the north was justified in invading the south; because America is stronger because we stayed united. I said no doubt. So is Great Britain. But I'm sure the Scots; Welsh; & Irish saw it different when they were being invaded; raped; & killed in ths past. Just like southerers did. But it was way in the past; so who cares now.
I said remove all Union & CSA statues. Put them on battlefields; in museums; or cemetaries. Take them off other places. Then no one from north or south is offended. Nope: he wants them all left where they are; but believes the north was 100% correct. She wants Lees left up; but all slave owners including Grant; George Washington; & Jefferson destroyed (not moved). Both got mad at me.
So i just went back to watching my comedy. Let them fuss about it. But i do comment to people. Try to get each side to compromise. If that seems hopeless; i sometimes just try to annoy them. If your being hateful & help cause division; then i feel you should be mocked & messed with a little. Nothing major; just give you a tiny dose of the crap you shovel out.
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