There's more to this story, let me finish.
The guy woke up in the woods bloodied from the attack. It was dark, and he was cold, tired, and incoherent from the ruthless beating. Not knowing his location or being able to see, the man slowly and timidly began crawling through the woods to find help.
The terrain was rough, the ground covered with rocks, which felt almost like ice shards cutting into his hands and knees. For hours he persevered not knowing if even he was making progress or going in circles. He heart began to race from the panic that had been slowly creeping into his mind. What would take him? Cold, loss of blood, wild animals, a gruesome plummet from and unknown cliff?
Just when hope seemed unreachable, the air changed around him, and the noise and the wind became decreasingly less. The man had crawled to the mouth of a small cave. His heart started filling with courage as he continued inside. This is it! he though, mind racing at how he now had a chance of living until morning having found shelter.
Just past the entrance, the smallest glimmer of light flickered from the unknown darkness of the cave. It could be 5 feet or a mile as the darkness drowned out any measure of distance. The man didn't care. He now found the strength to stand and starting walking like it was his first steps as a toddler, arms out, but with confidence.
Deeper into the cave he stumbled, hands occasionally striking the craggy walls. The light grew ever stronger, and all the man could think of was the heat and ability for him to at least see. Faster he walked with every step bringing hope as the light grew and grew.
Then suddenly! The stark chilling realization set in. What the man originally though was light, or fire, or hope wisp away. It wasn't any of those. He was staring face to face at the light of the eyes of a.................................................
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Quote: (10-15-2012 05:13 PM)snoop Wrote:
Here's a related story to help some of you understand the dangers in approaching taken women.
A guy I used to hang out with would take his wife out drinking, sometime with the purpose of using her as "bait". If someone else started hitting on her, they would get into an argument before he would leave in a huff. she would then lure the guy hitting on her to somewhere remote, at which point her husband would beat the living shit out of the guy before they would rob him and throw him in the woods in the middle of nowhere.
The guy woke up in the woods bloodied from the attack. It was dark, and he was cold, tired, and incoherent from the ruthless beating. Not knowing his location or being able to see, the man slowly and timidly began crawling through the woods to find help.
The terrain was rough, the ground covered with rocks, which felt almost like ice shards cutting into his hands and knees. For hours he persevered not knowing if even he was making progress or going in circles. He heart began to race from the panic that had been slowly creeping into his mind. What would take him? Cold, loss of blood, wild animals, a gruesome plummet from and unknown cliff?
Just when hope seemed unreachable, the air changed around him, and the noise and the wind became decreasingly less. The man had crawled to the mouth of a small cave. His heart started filling with courage as he continued inside. This is it! he though, mind racing at how he now had a chance of living until morning having found shelter.
Just past the entrance, the smallest glimmer of light flickered from the unknown darkness of the cave. It could be 5 feet or a mile as the darkness drowned out any measure of distance. The man didn't care. He now found the strength to stand and starting walking like it was his first steps as a toddler, arms out, but with confidence.
Deeper into the cave he stumbled, hands occasionally striking the craggy walls. The light grew ever stronger, and all the man could think of was the heat and ability for him to at least see. Faster he walked with every step bringing hope as the light grew and grew.
Then suddenly! The stark chilling realization set in. What the man originally though was light, or fire, or hope wisp away. It wasn't any of those. He was staring face to face at the light of the eyes of a.................................................
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![[Image: troll.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/troll.gif)
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