Claire, the Slut, Whore and Mistress...

[Charlie99]

is this real?
or good story teller?

 

[Bacccarat]

Busy day. So many people wanted to buy my cardboard, so I made a small fortune today. Had a massage and the works!

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like I said.

no wonder, so many of us here collecting cardboards, etc.__.



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[garlic]

Once go test DNA, all will be clear... then still go hand that bugger...

 

[glockman]

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like I said.

no wonder, so many of us here collecting cardboards, etc.__.



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Siao liao lah, so many competitors!

 

[AhMeng]

Part 3

Claire didn't expect me home for a couple of days more, and when we entered my apartment out of the blue, she and that Sinkie lawyer bastard were completely caught by surprise. For me, it was terribly devastating. The feeling of a beautiful relationship crumbling before my angry but hurtful eyes still evoke a dull but piercing heartache to this very day, as I write about this account in this thread.

Seeing my opened bottle of Châteaux Lafite Rothschild and two wine glasses on my dining table didn't make me feel any better. I wanted to smash both of them with it, but Glocky held me back. I knew the relationship was over. Unsalvageable. Irreparable. Beyond repair. I cooled down, told both of them to get changed, and GET OUT.

Claire remained unrepentant. While packing her belongings, she started screaming at me and accused me of two timing her with my business partner (who is presently my Shanghainese girlfriend), justifying her own straying like a stubbornly mad and hallucinating Ginfreely.

A week after, I found my cabriolet convertible scratched from bonnet, body to boot at the club's carpark. I wasn't impressed, especially upon viewing CCTV footages of a woman in a dark brown cap, with a black face mask, of Claire's height and size, wilfully performing the misdeed. Not wanting to blow the matter up, I declined the club security personnel's suggestion to make a police report.

To be cuckolded is already bad enough. It's my mistake getting into a relationship with a young temptress. There wasn't any point in making matters worse by getting police involved.

(To be continued...)

 

[Bacccarat]

Siao liao lah, so many competitors!

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Its Ok , you and AhMeng AOP is Petain and L.I.

Me is Jln Besar, SamLeong Rd.



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[hofmann]

Very drama! I like.

Camping here.

 

[AhMeng]

is this real?
or good story teller?

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[AhMeng]

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Its Ok , you and AhMeng AOP is Petain and L.I.

Me is Jln Besar, SamLeong Rd.



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Then @nightsafari go where? Geylang? Lol

 

[AhMeng]

Very drama! I like.

Camping here.

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[micromachine]

I thought it was about Claire Underwood, then I realized she's Singaporean.

 

[micromachine]

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Where's the fucking caretaker? How did you manage to get out of your cage?

 

[AhMeng]

Where's the fucking caretaker? How did you manage to get out of your cage?

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[yinyang]

is this real?
or good story teller?

Me thinks, got some half truths .. lend credence to his war stories.

 

[nightsafari]

Sigh, that lau kau would never ever listen to me. See lah!

lucky he have you for a fren.

 

[nightsafari]

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like I said.

no wonder, so many of us here collecting cardboards, etc.__.



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we should start cardboard collecting association!

 

[AhMeng]

lucky he have you for a fren.

He appears in middle of the night at 3am .. now that womaniser still kooning away like a baby. Lol

 

[nightsafari]

Part 3

Claire didn't expect me home for a couple of days more, and when we entered my apartment out of the blue, she and that Sinkie lawyer bastard were completely caught by surprise. For me, it was terribly devastating. The feeling of a beautiful relationship crumbling before my angry but hurtful eyes still evoke a dull but piercing heartache to this very day, as I write about this account in this thread.

Seeing my opened bottle of Châteaux Lafite Rothschild and two wine glasses on my dining table didn't make me feel any better. I wanted to smash both of them with it, but Glocky held me back. I knew the relationship was over. Unsalvageable. Irreparable. Beyond repair. I cooled down, told both of them to get changed, and GET OUT.

Claire remained unrepentant. While packing her belongings, she started screaming at me and accused me of two timing her with my business partner (who is presently my Shanghainese girlfriend), justifying her own straying like a stubbornly mad and hallucinating Ginfreely.

A week after, I found my cabriolet convertible scratched from bonnet, body to boot at the club's carpark. I wasn't impressed, especially upon viewing CCTV footages of a woman in a dark brown cap, with a black face mask, of Claire's height and size, wilfully performing the misdeed. Not wanting to blow the matter up, I declined the club security personnel's suggestion to make a police report.

To be cuckolded is already bad enough. It's my mistake getting into a relationship with a young temptress. There wasn't any point in making matters worse by getting police involved.

(To be continued...)

actually I disagree. You can make the report without pursuing charges. That way there's a record if she tries any further shit on you.

sounds like attention-seeking lunatic this woman.

 

[nightsafari]

Then @nightsafari go where? Geylang? Lol

geyland cardboard is usually quite good, but sometimes I check the industrial estates closer to Paya ubi because they get a lot of regular shipments. Easier for collection because I can standardize the collection. now please that I share that with you don't compete with me there ok?

 

[nightsafari]

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that is seriously funny!