Re: The Noodle Compound
That link took me to a creepy dancing stick figure with Hitler's head, very odd.
So here's the story, but it is only funny because I am stupid
I was dating a girl in 9th grade, her nickname was porkchop. She was overweight by quite a bit, but it was my first GF, so I didn't exactly have high standards at that point, so cut me some slack... Anyways, we dated for a month or so. This was 9th grade, so nothing too serious. I broke up with her, it didn't seem like that big of a deal, and we were still friendly towards each other. She called me a few days later and wanted to know why I broke up with her. I started by giving her the pat BS answers that you give when your being nice. She just wasn't satisfied, and kept prodding me to tell her why, and that she wouldn't be mad, and that she just wanted to know so she could be better. Being the genius that I was at the time, I thought sure, why not? So I said: "Your a bit overweight" I thought that was a polite way to phrase it. But then my mouth ran away with it and I had to add: "well....A
lot overweight!" She seemed pretty cool about it actually, and we we ended the conversation on what I thought was good terms.
Next day I am locking up my bike, as I had just arrived at school. All of a sudden I get a hard fist to the back of my head! I turn around to get another fist straight in the mouth. It was her best friend. I suspect that he was listening to the whole conversation, he was such a creepy guy too. I really wanted to have at him, but decided against it and just walked away, as there were teachers all around, and I didn't want to get in trouble. I know my mom would have been mad if I had hit him back, but my step-dad was mad that I
didn't hit him back.
Either way, lesson learned. Never tell a woman the truth, especially about her weight :thumbup: