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As my hero Jeremy Kyle puts it, I'M ONLY BEING HONEST.

 

I actually love this forum, but it's unreciprocated, I went in chat the other night and got roundly abused. I am hated for loving, as one renowned miserabelist put it.

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And don't confront me with my failures - I had not forgotten them. As you can see by my list of confessions and follies and pretentious on the previous page. When it comes down to it I'm merely an delusionary elitist who thinks he's wonderful, but really leads an empty life doing nothing of note to anyone, writing things of low quality that nobody will ever read, who suffers bouts of depression in between bouts of egotism, despair and euphoria interchangeable. I should probably see a psychiatrist, but my money is fast running out and I don't want to sign on as I have pride and anyway can never be bothered to leave the house these days. The NHS never got back to me when I handed the form in. Yet still I pay for private dental care and new clothes and all this other shit, which essentially means nothing.

 

Yes, I'm a pretentious fuck, yes I'm hated, yes I'm well aware of it and if you'd read the previous page you would find that often I am in agreement with everyone else that I am a CUNT.

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I'm not having a go. I'm just confused at the quoted statement. Just sign on. Pride doesnt come into it when your on your arse. Greater men have signed on than you I'm sure. If your feeling like shit and your depressed, I've got sympathy for you because I dont want to see anyone down or feeling like shit to that degree. But dont add money woes onto your list of troubles.

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You've mentioned golden handshakes off your dad before havnt you Flaming June/RIP Diva Sunny?

 

Instead of buying overpriced clothes and shit for your hair, I'd ask for money for therapy. He'd have to be pretty cold to turn that down.

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And don't confront me with my failures - I had not forgotten them. As you can see by my list of confessions and follies and pretentious on the previous page. When it comes down to it I'm merely an delusionary elitist who thinks he's wonderful, but really leads an empty life doing nothing of note to anyone, writing things of low quality that nobody will ever read, who suffers bouts of depression in between bouts of egotism, despair and euphoria interchangeable. I should probably see a psychiatrist, but my money is fast running out and I don't want to sign on as I have pride and anyway can never be bothered to leave the house these days. The NHS never got back to me when I handed the form in. Yet still I pay for private dental care and new clothes and all this other shit, which essentially means nothing.

 

Yes, I'm a pretentious fuck, yes I'm hated, yes I'm well aware of it and if you'd read the previous page you would find that often I am in agreement with everyone else that I am a CUNT.

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Seriously though theres no shame if thats what it takes to get you back on your feet, you always seemed cocky as fuck with your pretention, sorry to hear your feeling down.

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One of the repeated delights of being a part of any forum, especially a British one, is when you put it on in the morning and find that a member has had an unexpected overnight meltdown or hilarious, intentional or otherwise, drunken posting spree. Or in this case, both.

 

Wow.

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Agreed. Nothing makes you feel perkier in the morning at work than reading how terrible and empty someone else's life seems at 2.30 in the morning. Thanks for sharing June.

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I dont mind showing my name.

 

Back in 08 I was in the pub with some work mates. We hit the hospital bar (Lewis club) for a few, then scattered over to Coach and horse. Not really alot of people in there but was fun. We all started dancing. I fancied this woman who is about 7 years older than me. My mates are trying to set us up, she says she likes me but I'm just too young. We start dancing etc. Anyways I sit down for a minute and this skank comes and gives me a lap dance. We laugh and then she leaves. I go outside later for a smoke and there she is again. She talks to me and basically inuendo occurs and she walks off. I walk after her and stand and chat. We start kissing and then she says she wants to go for a walk. We walk off and go behind Lewisham Registry office. We start kissing, next thing she starts sucking me off and we go at it. Now at this point I had a girlfriend and as soon I've shot me bolt, I start feeling guilty, I know, a little late right? So I panic I tell the girl to wait by the gate I need to phone my friend. I phone him panicing. "Oh shit I've just fucked someone at Lewisham Registry office, what do I do?" He asked "Does she know your name?" "no" "does she have your number?" "No" "Well then get the fuck out of there" SO I do the manly thing. I climb over the wall to where I work in Lewisham hospital, cut through my office and fuck off home

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