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Today makes the 7 year anniversary of when I went on a date with a man with a crooked leg and he tried to play in my face later on. Facebook just reminded me lmfao
Y’all wanna hear the story?
OkSoBoom: How a Crooked Leg Man Played in My Face, a thread
So when I met dude (2013?), I was doing some temp job downtown where I just delivered documents. Met him at the Daley Center and he was sitting down at the desk. He started a convo, we got to talking, asked for my number, all that. Mind you, he still sitting down...
Soooo, I give him my number and he gets up and walks out from behind the desk. I notice he got a likkle limp to him and realized that he got a crooked leg. Ok, your leg shaped like an S. No biggie, you still a cool dude. Whatever.
So we go out a time or two, don& #39;t have no issues. I guess he started feeling himself because now he& #39;s talking more like we together. SLO& #39; UP, MY GNARLED LEGGED FRIEND. Now THIS is where he starts tweaking...
Now we ain& #39;t never had sex or anything, just hanging out. So one day I& #39;m walking in my hood with who is currently my child& #39;s father. Me and him weren& #39;t together, but we still hung out. Why we walking to the train and Sir Littlefoot drives past staring at us?!?!
So I& #39;m cracking up for several reasons because 1) Dude don& #39;t live nowhere near my crib at all. Like at least a 30 minute drive from me. So wtf you just doing driving around here?! And 2) he saw us and was staring like IKYFLTM LMFAO
AGAIN, I& #39;m not involved with either of these men. Just dating and having fun. Bro gets to going OFF on me like I& #39;m cheating lmfao. He done called and snapping, basically calling me a hoe. I am CRYING LAUGHING because Rumpelstiltskin PLEASE
So I finally get in a word and I basically just tell him he played himself because bitch why you even driving around my house like this?! That& #39;s weird as hell. And then you mad I& #39;m walking with a man. Don& #39;t know who the man even is, coulda been my whole brother.
So anyway, I basically call him a clown and he tries to play the role like "You doing this cuz of my leg!" Nah I ain& #39;t care about ya little crooked walk, bro. This is about you thinking you own a woman b/c you got me tater tots at Lucky Strike. Fuck outta here, Dobby.
So I stopped talking to him b/c he really tried to make it seem like I was some uppity and mean bitch when I went in public with you and that boomerang leg. And you stalked my house, got your feelings hurt, and never sniffed the kewnch. Hate to see it. End of story.
