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Old 03-26-08, 10:39 PM
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I broke a girl's arm.

Tonight a few of us went out and ate (I had a corned beef sandwich... yummy), and this girl and I were slapping each other around very lightly, goofing off, acting like retards. She'd pour ice down my back, and in retaliation I'd smack her in the head, and she'd smack me back.

When we got to her place to drop her off I stepped out of the car, walked up to her, acted like I was going to hug her, and slapped her right in the face.

I jumped in the car and yelled to my friend "DRIVE! DRIVE! DRIVE!" while she tried to reach in and grab my hair.

After we left she texted me and said I dislocated her arm as we drove off and her dad was driving her to the hospital. She said her arm was in a bad position in the vehicle as we drove away.

I thought she was BSing, sort of, so I tried to call her bluff and texted back, "YOU DID NOT. YOU LIAR!"

She persisted with her story and asked me what the hell was wrong with me and told me what a jackass I was for not believing her, and that I took my joke too far. "I'm F!ing serious. My arm was in the car when you drove off dumba**. You wanted me to cry well you F!ing got it."

I began to panic a bit. I said to my friend Josh, "Okay, so... the story is we never went anywhere tonight. If the cops ask, say that she's crazy and that we were never with her all evening." I was worried she might try to get even by cutting the top on the BMW or scratching it, so I seriously thought about moving it to my mom's and driving the van for a while.

I also thought that maybe I'd drive down to Tampa and hide for two weeks, change my phone number, move to a new apartment (my lease is about up), and never speak to her again. I was seriously worried about being sued, getting charged with assault, or becoming the victim of her revenge.

She called me when I got home bawling her eyes out, and then I finally apologized. My heart sank into my chest and I felt like such a jerk.

At that moment she started laughing (the crying was fake) and couldn't believe I fell for it. I couldn't believe it either. She dug deep and tapped into my little conscience! No one has ever gotten me so good. She now has my admiration and respect. What an amazing prank.
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