A thread for BridgetSPK. I'll start with my contribution.About 2 years ago when I was living in Raleigh, I had a friend who had anorexia. She would never eat but would always drink a lot. I here that's common with people with eating disorders. I always thought she looked attractive but she would always say she looked fat and talk about exercising and all the things she was going to do to lose the weight she didn't have. I could never understand how someone so thin could possibly talk about losing weight. She went to the psychiatrist all the time and had to take dietary supplements because she would never get any food nutrition. So eventually I just got kinda upset and asked her why should never eat food. She said it was like she was addicted to the feeling of not eating. Somehow her brain had not only become acclimated but actually gave her some odd sense of joy from not eating any food. She said her psychiatrist had told her that in order for her to actually make a lifestyle change she would have to not just change her mindset about eating but work against the physical barriers her body put in place.We didn't hang out for a while around that time. And I started to get more and more worried about her well-being. After all, she still drank quite a bit, borderline alcoholism probably. One night I get a phonecall from one of my friends telling me that my friend (we'll call her Jane) was drinking way to much down at the Ugly Monkey. Normally I wouldn't be too concerned but I could tell in my friends voice that something was wrong. So I figured I could head down to the Ugly Monkey and make sure everything was ok, and maybe pick up some drinks there as well . I got in my car and drove downtown. When I went inside instantly realized that the situation was much worse then my friend had said. Jane was sitting on a stool with her face down on the bar counter with a drink in front of her. I immediately rushed over and started to yell at her to see if she would wake up, but she didn't respond. I did all the things one normally does to wake a sleeping drunk and none of them worked. Finally, I felt her pulse and realized she was barely alive. So I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh", and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought man forget it yo homes to Bel-Air.
6/7/2011 6:14:17 PM
You didn't fool me. I read all posts backwards just so I won't be duped.
6/7/2011 6:16:57 PM
A+ at first i was all damn i bet you that chick died, then you got all fresh prince on us
6/7/2011 6:17:46 PM
6/7/2011 6:20:40 PM
So what happened after you went home? Did you cut her fingers off, rip out her teeth, stuff her in a suitcase, and dump her in a dumpster?
6/7/2011 6:21:02 PM
ha
6/7/2011 6:22:29 PM
wall of text + chit chat = read last line[Edited on June 7, 2011 at 6:27 PM. Reason : .]
6/7/2011 6:26:37 PM
I don't get it. Did she live when you got to the Bel Air?
6/7/2011 6:31:50 PM
You got me. At first I was like "why would you call a cab instead of an ambulance?"
6/7/2011 6:34:17 PM
I was just going to post tl;dr but it seems it might have been worth it.
6/7/2011 6:47:44 PM
We should call ourselves the Febreeze brothers cause it’s feelin’ so fresh right now.
6/7/2011 8:03:14 PM
Are you going to finish the fucking story or what? Is this what happens to dudes that can't get their dick wet?
6/7/2011 8:08:26 PM
AHAHAHA
6/7/2011 8:24:49 PM
^^reminded me of:
6/7/2011 8:54:52 PM
Round three.
6/8/2011 12:29:21 PM
All I am able to gather from this is that you think Will Smith may have an eating disorder.And also that you find him attractive.
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