You fucking slimebag.

The BBQ Pit
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Listen, CHILD, I don’t care how horny you are. I sure as hell don’t care that your girlfriend “lives so far away.” And I FUCKING DON’T GIVE A SHIT that you are “lonely”!

We used to be friends. Used to be. The moment at that party, when we were discussing the death of relatives, and you LAUGHED at my great-uncle’s death, that’s when our friendship ended.

Of course, you furthered the damage by trying to rape me later on that night, you waste of precious oxygen.

Let’s look at our conversation around that time, shall we? It started out as a heart-to-heart because you were upset about your girlfriend.

You (drunk as hell and three times as nasty): So, Kate, how are things with the boyfriend? (Knowing that my boyfriend is actually the guy who decides whether you get to stay in the university program you’re in or not…)

Me: Um, just fine.

You: Having sex yet?

Me: I don’t think that’s any of your business.

You: I don’t believe you were really raped at 13. You’re too much of a prude.

Me: I don’t really wish to discuss this with you.

You: Oh why not? (lurching over me, one hand holding my shoulder back) I could teach you how not to be a prude. (lifting the skirt of my formal dress)

Me: (kicking at you) Get the FUCK off me!

You: Come on. Let’s fuck. You know you want to.

Me: I don’t want. anything. from. you.

You: (grabbing both my shoulders now, with considerable force) Stupid bitch. You’re going to get hurt. You’d better stop. SHUT THE FUCK UP! (At this point, I was screeching.)

A friend of mine, running into the room: What the HELL are you doing to her?

That’s where it ended. You got up and left the room. I was nearly in tears. What the fuck gave you the right to touch me like that? Our friendship? Dream on.

I saw you today. You smiled and asked me if I wanted to do “something” this weekend. You insinuated what you’d like to do. Actually, I’d rather masturbate with a pickaxe, but thanks for the offer, you FUCKING RAPIST.

(I’m sorry I can’t compose a better rant–I thought that one isolated scene with this guy was bad enough, but he added insult to injury today.)

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Now, THIS is an incident where you call the cops and press attempted rape charges, as opposed to just getting called names in this thread.

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Call the cops, Guin. Not only did he attempt rape while drunk, but it sounds like he has no qualms expressing a similar sentiment while sober! He thinks he’s bullet-proof, I think you should light him up before he does this to you again or to someone else.

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And that’s what I get for having multiple windows open.:rolleyes:

Call the cops, Nocturne. (Everything else is the same as above.)

[sub](sorry 'bout the name switcharoo)[/sub]

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I agree. Definitely call the cops on this slime. If he did this once, he’ll do it again, and next time your friend might not be there to intervene.

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Another vote for gettin’ the law involved.

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What a fucking asshole. You definitely need to get the law involved just in case he tries something like this again. How will you feel if he tries this with someone else and succeeds and you had your chance to do something and didn’t! Call the cops and talk to the friend that saw what was going on… make sure they can tell the cops what they saw. What an awful fucking thing to happen.

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And apply for a full order of protection against the piece of shit while you’re at it. You might be turned down by the judge, but if you can manage to get it, you can have that hot syphilitic walking cum-bubble arrested every time he comes anywhere near you. And he definitely sounds like the type of macho dickhead who would continue to harass you. Report him, start a paper trail, so when he’s arrested 2 or 3 years down the road for assault or rape, the authorities have a previous record to look at, which might just be enough to either deny him bond, or set it at an obscene cash-only amount.

I used to have fantastically realistic daydreams involving a line-up of rapists, wife-beaters, child-abusers, and just plain rude people, and a machine gun. I’m better now. I’ve taken the rude people off my list.

Hang in there, hon. Been there, did nothing about it, still dealing with the emotional shit.

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File a report. Get the law involved.

Its a PITA, but hauling in appropriate authority can help a lot. A very big lot. He may not see what he is doing (and has done) as wrong. It sounds far-fetched but perfectly reasonable people can be blind to their own awful, harassing behavior. And about the only way to truly inform them that What They Are Doing Is Unacceptable is to have an authority figure enforce the rules.

If you can’t press charges for attempted rape, at the very least file a report.

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Definitely nip it in the bud as early as possible and as hard as possible. Stalkers are bad mojo.

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I second and third that motion. Call the cops. You have to stop this jerkoff before he tries it again (or worse tries it on someone who isn’t expecting it.) You’re doing everyone a service by reporting this shitbag.

BTW…Pickaxe? I think I just lost my appetite…

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Count me as another vote for getting the police involved. If the guy does this while drunk…that makes him a jackass to be avoided. If he does it while he’s sober, though, odds are that this isn’t a one-time thing. He’ll probably do it to someone else once he stops with you. Handing him over to the police could nip it in the bud, or, at the very least, get him nailed if and when he actually does something to someone else.

Speaking from personal experience–stalkers suck. :mad: I hope this guy gets raped by the wrong end of a personified electrical drill.

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I don’t mean to make light of the situation, and if this is inappropritae please flame away, but…

Once you’re done masturbating with that pickaxe, it might serve a better purpose if you chopped his nuts off with it. Scum like him doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as decent people like you. He is definitely one load his father should have dribbled down his leg.
Fucking slime.

-Syko