Well, I just happened to be in the neighborhood one day, and I saw you hiding in the bushes, in front of sadie's house. You didn't see me, but I unfortunately saw you sneaking over to her window. Then, you pulled your pants down, and started jerkin' away. I wanted to call and warn her, but I didn't have a phone, so I just walked back the way I came.
Now i'm not a heavy drinker, but it took a shitload of liquor and a little "punch therapy" to erase that scene from my memory.
It was only then that I found out you had access to a computer that my deepest fears were realized; you were a stalker, and you were going after sadie. Watching the forums, looking for her replies, going back dozens and dozens of pages, getting off on her soft, supple text. :/
WATCH OUT! HIS PANTS MIGHT BE DOWN AS WE SPEAK!!!!!
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