What happened to Richard M Murrieta?

I met this with slight scepticism, it’s all well & good telling a story of a monster & a young damsel in distress, but this is a story I know all too well, and all is not always as it seems. One fact I did know 100% was that at some point, the young chick had ****ing co-operated IN FULL and met me in a boozer for what should have been the most awkward 15 minutes of my life (but is probably about ****ing 6th on the list now I think about it)

I explained this in full to Megan Pxxxx hoping for answers. Now it was simply a case of playing the waiting game. Whilst playing the waiting game I also (to no avail, understandably given the situation) tried to have a crack at Megan Pxxxx, she was a fit young brunette & would have got smashed to pieces. Obviously not in the market for a wonky faced bulging eyed gurning handsome pervert. Her loss.

After what could have been about 2 months if I’m honest, I received a reply from Megan Pxxxx relayed directly from young ‘GABBY’ herself. Beans were spilled.

Basically, mad as a hatter croaky old **** Auntie Paula approached young Meg one day & told her that she had met a young guy in a boxing gym where she regularly went to watch the sparring, and that he had enquired as to whether or not she knew anyone who was single & of similar age, to which Auntie Paula suggested her very own young Meg.

Auntie Paula then approached young Meg WITH A PIC OF MY MUG and began the process of attempting to arrange a blind date. This must have coincided with mine & ‘GABBYs’ month of cyber-courting.

Upon copping a goz at my mush, young Meg OBVIOUSLY jumped at the chance to go on a date with a swarthy looking fat Ray Quinn & immediately said yes (swallow that information down, hard, witch-hunters). The date was set.

The day of the date arrived & Auntie Paula picked young Meg up in the car to drop her off at The Pilgrim boozer, Liverpool City Centre, stopping outside for what young Meg believed was about to be a caring Aunt-stylee pep talk. She could not be more wrong.

Auntie Paula caved in completely, told Meg the whole unbelievable weird tale, and forcefully begged her to continue the charade. Meg was given a shitload of info in a very short space of time & bundled into the pub. AUNTIE PAULA REMAINED IN THE VICINITY THE WHOLE TIME.

Then, as you know, we had our wonderful date & the rest is history.


Closure. Finally. ****ing hell it had been some crazy ****ed up journey but all in all I honestly believe the pay-off made it all worth while. It’s probably the reason I’m not bitter towards those who gave me so much **** in the beginning. AND I’D DO IT ALL AGAIN GOD DAMMIT!

So that concludes the story of a Granny, her Niece, and the fall & rise of a yolky poet.


THE END

 

Right behind you man. You got a better plan of action though?

 

Thanks my friend, but like the rest of you, I was brought up to defend myself and others who cannot, we brought up our son the same way. I do not run to the teacher when I am being picked on, never did. But i will be more clever if that ever happens again, you guys are all great for the support. I really value the friendship with you guys, again Thank You.

 

anytime

 

Thank a lot my friend, you also are a great poster.

 

what the actual **** ...

 

that's a good idea lol

 

All of a sudden I don't feel so bad about buying a %$&*ing T-shirt.

 

I am starting a Free Boxing 24 organization to give our group some leverage with the mods.

To raise funds for this, I’m selling t-shirts for just $99US. All orders guaranteed filled within 18-24 months of payment.

I think it’s only fair to offer @salsanchezfan the honor of buying the first shirt. No bitcoin please, send cash.

 

Me too Clinton.

 

RC, I really appreciate the kind words. You are an elite poster.

 

Thank you for the kind words, Richard. You are pure class.

 

I know right?!