One beautiful sunday afternoon i was playing a casual 4-player session with a friend and his two brothers. We were playing Pro Evo 2008 and one of the guys i was playing with was not very good. Me and this person (who i will call the Pimp) have a long history of jeering and taunting each other. I am usually on the recieving end of the insults, however on this occasion i was kicking his ass.
I preceeded to taunt him mercilessly. He then threw his controller at me, this was not in a violent manner more of a lob. I, not realising the rage lurking within, continued to tease him. The anger was no coming to the boil, his nostrils flared with rage, he rose from his seat and launched a projectile at my face (it was a lung capacitaitor). I, still not quite understanding the full extent of his grievance, then proceeded to put his bed covers down my trousers.
At this, he lost all self-control, he was loosing his grip on his anger. His mind spiralling into a dark abiss of depravity. He snapped. The Grand Theft Auto Limited Edition Box was at hand. I can still recount the incident with horror. He grabbed the weapon and raised it above his head like a primal man preparing to smash a rock on a boulder to start a fire. The metal box came down hard on my genitals. I whailed with pain, my body became taught with agony and distress. He ran out of the room like a little girl.
He has still refused to apologise for the incident and i have not had an errection since.
The point of this story is to find out if anyone have been in the same circumstances as I and how the have overcome their violent assault. Or perhaps you are a complete loser who like taunting others but can't take it yourself.
I preceeded to taunt him mercilessly. He then threw his controller at me, this was not in a violent manner more of a lob. I, not realising the rage lurking within, continued to tease him. The anger was no coming to the boil, his nostrils flared with rage, he rose from his seat and launched a projectile at my face (it was a lung capacitaitor). I, still not quite understanding the full extent of his grievance, then proceeded to put his bed covers down my trousers.
At this, he lost all self-control, he was loosing his grip on his anger. His mind spiralling into a dark abiss of depravity. He snapped. The Grand Theft Auto Limited Edition Box was at hand. I can still recount the incident with horror. He grabbed the weapon and raised it above his head like a primal man preparing to smash a rock on a boulder to start a fire. The metal box came down hard on my genitals. I whailed with pain, my body became taught with agony and distress. He ran out of the room like a little girl.
He has still refused to apologise for the incident and i have not had an errection since.
The point of this story is to find out if anyone have been in the same circumstances as I and how the have overcome their violent assault. Or perhaps you are a complete loser who like taunting others but can't take it yourself.
