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I was doing some christmas shopping yesterday. I was stressed out and not

thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It

was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my

car up with gifts that I felt obligated to

buy.

I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need

later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to

the shopping centre entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I

heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a

poorly-dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and

thin. He had no coat. He was wearing just a ragged flannel

shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly

enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand.

Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I

asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story. He said

that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and

four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old.

His mother was poorly-educated and worked two full-time jobs.

She made very little to support her large family.

Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred

dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy

had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second

job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his

siblings and save just enough to

take the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed

one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loudly did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered,

"Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor

boy cry for help. So I grabbed his other hundred

and ran to my car.

:laugh:

anyway, what are YOU gonna get your loved one for christmas? anything fancy sexual? or will you still stay with politically correct presents? ;)

i have an idea for you, fulfill a sexual dream for your partner. talk about this NOW and they´ll have forgotten it until christmas :)! if you design a fantasy for them to LIVE you will never be forgotten!

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Originally posted by tastey

I was doing some christmas shopping yesterday. I was stressed out and not

thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It

was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my

car up with gifts that I felt obligated to

buy.

I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need

later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to

the shopping centre entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I

heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a

poorly-dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and

thin. He had no coat. He was wearing just a ragged flannel

shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly

enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand.

Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I

asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story. He said

that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and

four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old.

His mother was poorly-educated and worked two full-time jobs.

She made very little to support her large family.

Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred

dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy

had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second

job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his

siblings and save just enough to

take the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed

one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loudly did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered,

"Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor

boy cry for help. So I grabbed his other hundred

and ran to my car.

:laugh:

anyway, what are YOU gonna get your loved one for christmas? anything fancy sexual? or will you still stay with politically correct presents? ;)

i have an idea for you, fulfill a sexual dream for your partner. talk about this NOW and they´ll have forgotten it until christmas :)! if you design a fantasy for them to LIVE you will never be forgotten!

OMGGGGGGGGGG:laugh: :laugh::rofl::laugh: :laugh:

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#1... :( that story just made me so sad for that poor lil boy lol... bastard! anyway... #2... why do people who post 1st on the thread feel the need to quote the entire thing that was written in the original post??? idk... its a pet peeve... i cant stannnnnnnd that

but yea... cute story but.. poor lil guy! :tongue:

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Originally posted by linabina

#1... :( that story just made me so sad for that poor lil boy lol... bastard! anyway... #2... why do people who post 1st on the thread feel the need to quote the entire thing that was written in the original post??? idk... its a pet peeve... i cant stannnnnnnd that

but yea... cute story but.. poor lil guy! :tongue:

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

WHY DO SOME PEOPLE WHO POST ON CP TEND TO SAY STUPID SHIT EVERY TIME...AND YET IT'S NEVER DIRECTED TOWARDS THAT PERSON??:idea:

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Originally posted by sexxyme

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

WHY DO SOME PEOPLE WHO POST ON CP TEND TO SAY STUPID SHIT EVERY TIME...AND YET IT'S NEVER DIRECTED TOWARDS THAT PERSON??:idea:

oh jesus... ive seen it done a million times before so i used u *indirectly* as an example... why the fuck do u keep commenting on what i say... ur annoying me

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Originally posted by linabina

oh jesus... ive seen it done a million times before so i used u *indirectly* as an example... why the fuck do u keep commenting on what i say anyway??

Retard..open your eyes...who keeps on commenting on whose posts?

Now...go on your merry way girl...

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Originally posted by linabina

riiiiight.... someone has issues...

quite frankly its not even worth the effort...

Exactly...! So next time you have something smart to say...try to say it DIRECTLY to the person, instead of going around all the time...

oh..and yea..someone does have issues...maybe that someone should stop talking shit;)

thanks..

Happy Thanksgiving

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Originally posted by rdancer

Herb!:D

You and Pillsbury seem to wanna talk a lot of shit lately. I thought it was you two that told me to grow the fuck up. You and I spoke at roxy, shits in the past, you 2 wanna keep holding grudges go ahead, but dont go off sayin that im the immature one here. go back to getting your dick sucked while playin grand theft auto.

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Originally posted by tastey

I was doing some christmas shopping yesterday. I was stressed out and not

thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It

was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my

car up with gifts that I felt obligated to

buy.

I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need

later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to

the shopping centre entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I

heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a

poorly-dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and

thin. He had no coat. He was wearing just a ragged flannel

shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly

enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand.

Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I

asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story. He said

that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and

four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old.

His mother was poorly-educated and worked two full-time jobs.

She made very little to support her large family.

Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred

dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy

had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second

job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his

siblings and save just enough to

take the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed

one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loudly did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered,

"Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor

boy cry for help. So I grabbed his other hundred

and ran to my car.

:laugh:

anyway, what are YOU gonna get your loved one for christmas? anything fancy sexual? or will you still stay with politically correct presents? ;)

i have an idea for you, fulfill a sexual dream for your partner. talk about this NOW and they´ll have forgotten it until christmas :)! if you design a fantasy for them to LIVE you will never be forgotten!

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Woops...QUOTING THE WHOLE THING AGAIN....:rolleyes::laugh:

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Originally posted by roninmess

You and Pillsbury seem to wanna talk a lot of shit lately. I thought it was you two that told me to grow the fuck up. You and I spoke at roxy, shits in the past, you 2 wanna keep holding grudges go ahead, but dont go off sayin that im the immature one here. go back to getting your dick sucked while playin grand theft auto.

Bro go get some prozac. :idea:

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Originally posted by tastey

i have an idea for you, fulfill a sexual dream for your partner. talk about this NOW and they´ll have forgotten it until christmas :)! if you design a fantasy for them to LIVE you will never be forgotten!

That is a really good idea...too bad i don't have anyone to share that gift with...I am definitely gonna keep that in mind once i do find sum1 & use it for their b-day or an anniversary...it would definitely mean more cuz they would never forget that nite because your gift came from the heart, even if it may be a lil kinky :tongue:

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