That guy surely took you for the monsieur and the girl for a prostitute.Aya wrote:You were winning the some kind of mistery bet...lolshadowslayer wrote:Story... story... ah, yes!
I remember back in middle school, this girl I knew was dating someone I can't remember the name of... Every day as long as the girl wasn't absent, her boyfriend would just walk up to me and give me 2-3 dollars worth of pocket change. No idea why. Didn't really care why, though, free money.
That's...haha lol.
My turn now I guess ?
Lol.It was in my early school years, I was about 12 or so, and we were making cakes to give financial support to our nearby trip in England.
So, some made cakes are their home, and some others like me came up with all the things needed to make some in the yard.
I took up flour, eggs, sugar, etc etc...
I make the cakes, we cook them at the canteen, and then we sell them and etc etc...
I had broghut to much flour so I came back to my home with it.
Then, a tall and nerd- ass looking guy from the nearby high school pops up and ask me if I could sell him the flour.
He put up some kind of money (I don't remember how much it was, probably 50 or 100 euros) and ask me again.
His loud hair was going thru his eyes and buttonfull face.
I said it wasn't for sale and I continued my road.
But he still harrasses me and saying he'll give more later, etc etc.
Ofc at this age I didn't had the lure of money, neither knew why he wanted to buy my god damn flour...
He finally lets me when I go near the police post to go back to my home.
Later, I tell that to my friends and realize this guy just took the flour for some kind of powder drugs, heroine or cocaine...lol !
