JQuest7575

In my youth, I had dreams of either making the military my career or pursue being a federal agent of some kind. It was around my late twenties when I realized that I was the last honorable man alive. The amount of lying, political backstabbing, drunken antics, and drug abuse I saw in the military was enough to cost me to end my career. And through my service, I got to work with several federal law enforcement agents. But the number of shady things I witnessed them do or cover-up was enough me not want to trust them unless I absolutely had too.

I regret ever having a relationship with her in the first place. I thought I was getting the dream of a beautiful country girl with the accent and the willingness to be naked. Instead, I got the drunk former stripper with intimacy and commitment issues.

That doing what was right and being honest would get me ahead in life.

1. Goth student in the junior class was discovered to have been escorting herself on the other side of the county on weekends. To avoid charges, she surrendered her client list and made sure to point out which ones knew she was underage.
2. Student in the sophomore class bought a revolver on school grounds and took it home. After having a fight with his mother about his grades, he took the revolver and shot her in the head. He they hide her body in the apartment, came to school like nothing happened, and hosted parties at his place with the body still there.
3. English teacher would become Friends with Benefits with some of the student-athletes after graduation. She apparently hosted gang bangs with them until they all left for college or military service.

ASL?

We didn't date, we were just Friends with Benefits; and the sex with all of them was well worth it. The age difference was proven in their experience, the knowledge of their bodies, and the simple domains that gave them explosive orgasms.

Was pulling security at a local shopping center when multiple parties tried to break into the business in the middle of the night. Turns out these adults (early 20s to late 40s) were out hunting characters for Pokémon Go, and a Charizard was apparently in the food court. Needless to say, I abused my authority that night and caused a lot of local police officers some strange paperwork.

Sadly, my wife and I can't have children. But if we could, I would have proved them the love, affection, and attention that I rarely got and still do not receive from my own parents and siblings.

Eric Cartman. I actually just watched a top ten video of his worst acts in the show. And I would have to agree with the narrator that he is a sociopath. The amount of racism and hate he shows at such a young age is disturbing. Not to mention the amount of intelligence he displays in abusing programs, systems, and rights created for others; which he exploits for his own personal gain. Additionally, the fact that his mother encourages his behavior through her ignorance is just as bad.

Neighbors were moving and threw out a coffee table with a matching set of end tables. All three had a brass base and were topped with a piece of tampered glass over an inch thick. Every piece was amazingly heavy. Took and sold them on FB Marketplace for $300.

I had just turned 20 and was literally a few hours from leaving on my first combat deployment when I got the call. My uncle, a Vietnam vet and victim of Agent Orange, passed away. Knowing that I would not be able to pay my last respects to him, my Sergeant got a few Budweisers and we toasted to his life and service. Ironically, one of the things I took with me on that deployment was the KA-BAR he had with him in Vietnam. Carried it as if it were my own "red badge of courage".

Been going through the VA for mental health therapy for over a decade now. I did find a lot of help with the one-on-one sessions I was getting. But when the VA moved me over to a group, everything changed. Advice given didn't feel personal, the other veterans didn't care about the progress of others, and the group counselor gave out some advice to me that was so fowl that I have not returned to the group in over three years. As much as I want, and desperately need, to go back... I cannot overlook nor forget what he advised me to do.