I met my wife when I was 27 and she was 23.
She was a virgin when we met, and she had one condition before we started dating: no sex before marriage.
I respected that.
For almost two years, we dated without crossing that line.
When we finally got married, I honestly thought I’d found the woman I’d grow old with.
Eight years later, we had two children: our 6-year-old daughter, Ava, and our 2-year-old son, Noah.
We lived in Columbus, Ohio.
I worked as a maintenance supervisor for a manufacturing company and made about $78,000 a year before taxes.
It wasn’t a rich man’s salary, but we had a three-bedroom house, two cars, health insurance and our kids were in a decent school.
My wife stayed home with the children after Noah was born.
We weren’t living extravagantly.
But we were okay.
At least, I thought we were.
Hal Jordan’s run in Lanterns really did feel like the writers punished him for existing: ten years locked up for trying to stop the town from getting wiped, then his ring taken by John,then a point-blank shot from the woman he loved just as he said I love you.
The funeral bit stings hardest because the show spent the whole season showing how little the Corps or the town ever valued him, so three people showing up (and one of them wishing him dead) matches the contempt the story kept signalling.
Plenty of fans are calling it character assassination, and the replies already floating Ryan Reynolds getting a second shot feel like people just want any version of Hal that isn’t left in the dirt after thirty years of service
Everything between them felt perfect… right up until one of them did something that changed unexpectedly, this is the first time I would see this kinda things happening 😳
Everything between them felt perfect… right up until one of them did something that changed unexpectedly, this is the first time I would see this kinda things happening 😳
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Part 2 — The Thing Beneath
The crew expected to find a missing ship.
Instead, they found something that shouldn't exist.
Deep beneath the ocean, an ancient creature watched them from the darkness. It wasn't a kraken.
It was a guardian.
And whatever it was protecting had just been awakened.
TO BE CONTINUED…
#Kraken #DeepSea #SeaMonster #Mystery #Horror #Storytelling
I was out shopping at Kmart with my friend and her young daughter. I was looking through CDs while they were a few aisles over.
Then I felt a little rumble in my guts.
The rumble started migrating south, so I looked around, made sure nobody was nearby, and let it rip.
I have no idea what died in there, but holy shit did it reek.
I immediately made my escape and started wandering around the store looking for my friend.
About five minutes later, I found her heading toward the bathroom.
She started telling me about this horrible smell that had hit her out of nowhere, so she asked her daughter if she needed to use the bathroom.
“No.”
“Are you sure?!”
At this point, I started laughing.
I confessed that I was responsible for the mystery smell and apparently my contribution had traveled two entire aisles.
We still laugh about it years later.
In fact, it became the standard by which we measure all subsequent flatulence events.
If a fart is particularly impressive, we don't call it a bad fart.
We call it a Kmart Fart.
@FilmWithCherry The signs were there, sure. But always coming is doing a lot of heavy lifting. The real problem was how fast the show rushed her from ruthless queen to city-burning tyrant.
Doctor Strange being captured by Ebony Maw in Infinity War has always bothered me.
Strange had the Time Stone, powerful magic, and Wong had already shown how quickly they could open portals and escape dangerous situations. Yet when Maw arrives, Strange gets taken aboard the ship with surprisingly little resistance.
That makes me wonder if Strange was already making decisions based on what he saw in his possible futures.
He knew the Time Stone had to survive long enough to reach Thanos, and he eventually told Tony that there was only one path where they won.
So was Strange’s capture actually part of the path he had already seen?
Or did he simply underestimate Ebony Maw?
My neighbor got pregnant by a 22-year-old man and was offered $250,000 to end the pregnancy.
I know that sounds like something from the internet, but I watched the situation unfold from three houses away.
She was 28.
He was 22.
They had been seeing each other quietly for several months, and according to her, neither of them expected the relationship to become serious.
Then she found out she was pregnant.
At first, she didn’t tell anyone.
Not her parents.
Not her friends.
Not even the man who got her pregnant.
I only found out because one night she knocked on my door crying.
“He gave me $250,000.”
Smaşhed My Girlfriends Thick Friend on The Veranda..
I was 23. They were almost 20. My casual girlfriend was the slim perfect type everyone stared at. This one, her friend, was a bit thick. Curvy hips, heavy tits that stretched every top, a round ass that moved when she walked. Let her name be Stella.
All her friends broke their virginity before 18. My gf used to tell those stories .. how her friends fucked. Stella had another circle of friends already fucking multiple guys in their teens. I always had dirty thoughts about Stella.
Among my gf’s friend’s boyfriends, Only I had good paying job. The other girls used to tell their lazy bfs to look at me for career advice and got jealous because I bought my girl expensive things lol.
Once, We planned a private resort trip. Me, my girl, three of her friends, two of their boyfriends. One girl was skinny. The other two girls were hot as hell. One is thick bitch Stella and The other was pure gorgeous, but I couldn’t approach.
I started touching her early.. Hands on her shoulder, fingers brushing her arm, holding eye contact a second too long. She never pulled away. She leaned into it.
Night came. We all were drinking. Stella wore a sleeveless dress that stopped mid-thigh. Her red bra strap kept slipping into view. Her tits pushed hard against the fabric every time she moved. I was already hard by those stretchy boobs.
After some glasses, We all went inside, fucked our partners in our rooms, came back, poured more whiskey. The two boyfriends got wrecked and blacked out. My girl drank enough and wanted to sleep. I walked her to the room, waited until she slept, then stepped back out to the verandah.
Only Stella and the gorgeous one left. I know gorgeous girl always sleeps early. She was fucking hot too but not open minded. So I waited. I sat close to Stella, shared stories and kept the double-meaning jokes coming, kept my leg near her leg. She laughed at my jokes.. Then she suddenly stood, hand over her mouth, and ran for the toilet.
I followed her to help. Slowly closed the door behind me while she bent over to throwing up.
Rubbed her back slow while she heaved. I felt her bra straps. Just me and the bitch in a tight space. My thoughts went uncontrollable. When she finished I handed her water.
My friend started keeping the receipts because the numbers bothered her.
Not because she suspected her boyfriend.
Rent was due on the first. She sent Marcus $1,100 on the 28th of every month, exactly as they’d agreed when they signed their Charlotte lease.
He made more than she did, so he always said:
“Don’t worry. I handle everything.”
For almost two years, that sentence was enough.
Then their lease renewal came.
New rent: $1,684.
She read the email twice.
Marcus had been telling her their rent was $2,200.
That night, she put her phone on the coffee table.
“They say the rent is going up to $1,684.”
“Yeah.”
“You told me it was $2,200.”
He didn’t look away from the TV.
“I include everything. You know that.”
“Utilities aren’t five hundred dollars.”
He sighed.
“Are we really doing this? It’s a few hundred dollars.”
That phrase bothered her.
A few hundred dollars.
She opened her banking app.
Twenty-one transfers.
$1,100 each.
$23,100.
Then she looked up.
“If rent is $1,684, where has the rest been going?”
One Minion stands front and center begging for eyes like it’s the red carpet of his life. Gru hits him with a hard “No.” Then the whole yellow army does the sad face and he folds so fast he starts kissing heads he already kissed two seconds ago.
🎥 Despicable Me
Never forget when James Ellsworth unhooked the money in the bank briefcase and handed the win to Carmella
James Ellsworth unhooking the briefcase in the first ever women’s money in the bank match is still one of the most controversial finishes in WWE history
Is it the biggest setback since the Divas Era or did it completely undermine years of the women’s evolution in 30 seconds
My husband was the lawyer who handled my divorce.
He was also the reason my divorce nearly destroyed my life.
When I first hired him, everyone told me I was lucky.
“Your own husband is handling your case? You couldn’t be in better hands.”
I believed them.
Until the first court date.
He told me not to worry about attending because he had everything under control.
So I stayed home.
Two weeks later, I discovered that the hearing had happened without me.
And my husband had agreed to a temporary custody arrangement that gave my ex-husband access to our daughter every weekend.
I confronted him that night.
“Why would you agree to that without asking me?”
He barely looked up from his laptop.
“Because I know what I’m doing.”
I reminded him that I had specifically told him I wanted full custody.
He sighed.
“Then stop questioning every decision I make.”
I should have fired him.
But there was a problem.
He had already filed everything under his firm’s name, controlled all the paperwork, and insisted that switching attorneys would delay the case.
And my deadline was approaching.
So I stayed.
Then things got worse.
He missed another filing deadline.
The judge rejected one of my financial documents.
My ex-husband’s attorney used it against me.
Suddenly, the woman who had entered the divorce expecting a fair settlement was being accused of hiding assets.
I started sleeping badly.
I stopped eating.
I was terrified every time my phone rang.
And every time I asked my husband what was happening, he gave me the same answer.
“Trust me.”
Still one of the most perfectly executed jump scares in modern horror history.
The vertical framing here is just pure genius.
Where does this rank on your all-time scariest scenes list? 👇