Did you send them a letterbomb as a gift?

LMAO

****.

Did you attend? You would have had ample opportunity for mischief.

I bet your idea of a crazy cheating story is test driving a prius.





























that's a big oil joke for the slower amongst you.

or filling up a '69 Camaro with a 454 double Holley set up.


Donger's a whore.

That's really disappointing.

My wife and I used to go over to our best friends' house across the street and play Monopoly all the time. Best friend's wife was pretty good looking and we were very comfortable around each other.

One time we're playing Monopoly, and my wife goes to the store with best friend for more drinks. Me and the other guy's wife are left there.

Long story short she goes to the bathroom and I took an extra $500 bill from the bank and stashed it.

Cheating is wrong, but I bought houses for my yellow properties after that.

lulz

CHEATER!!!!!!!!!

LMAO I remember being in a team Monopoly game when I was in HS with some buddies. Like 4 teams of 2 with a $50 fee per team entry fee, winner take all. Me and my buddy had it planned out ahead of time to take some money from another Monopoly game I had at home and sneak it into the game. About 5 minutes after paying the banker for something with the money from the other game he went to get money back from the bank to give to someone at which time he noticed that there were a few large bills in there that didn't match the rest of the Monopoly money. Who knew they didn't make the money all the same for every Monopoly game ever made :shrug: :facepalm:

you conveniently left out the part where you rolled up the $500 and snorted blow off of her ass in the bathroom.

Bronco cheater.

A few years back I started dating this Spanish chick. Without a doubt the hottest chick I've been with. For about 4 months me and that girl had some fun if you know what i'm saying.

I get an email one night from (myname)@gmail.com. It's not an e-mail I created. Turns out she was married, the e-mail was a death threat from her husband.
She did a good job hiding that from me because I was oblivious. Or maybe I didn't care because that was some fine ass.

Either way the situation got harry. He was an ex-marine that worked as security for like the president or white house or some shit like that. Or so he said at least. It made since because she
eventually told me that's why I never saw him. he had to travel all over for work.

In one of the e-mails he listed exact times I left my house and what I was wearing for a two week period in attempt to scare me. At this point I didn't give two shits about the girl.
No ass is worth that mess. But I wasn't about to take any shit from that guy either. I told him he could have the slut and made a threat of my own if he didn't back off.

Funny thing was, one night I was over at her place (his place) doing the deed and I pulled out and bust all over her (his) Oakland Raiders blanket. This was before I found out she was married.
I should note as soon as I found out I stopped talking to her basically.

As hilarious as that last point was. I feel bad for the guy. I would have raged myself.

That's not cheating, cocaine supercedes all matrimonial obligations. It's a helluva drug