05-06-2017, 06:54 AM
(05-05-2017, 03:50 PM)Trix Wrote: I knew a guy named Chris when I was about twelve... LOL, from church. He was a couple years older than me. He looked exactly like Chris Martin, Coldplay's lead singer. Strange coincidence they'd look the same (I mean STRIKING) and have the same name. Damn clones... nothing new under the sun. Chris has a great sense of humor. He wanted to be a white rapper like Eminem. ROFL. He tried to get me to suck his dick in the back of the church bus. Of course he wasn't successful, but I had to admire his determination.
He and I talked on the phone a little bit. I was a very sheltered child and talking to somebody on the phone was a big deal to me. He kept me company somewhat during a strange time in life. We'd talk on the phone while we watched Chappelle's Show on Comedy Central. Sometimes I'd get tired of talking to him and just hang up. He'd call right back and be like, "Lost you there for a second!" Ahahaha. Poor kid, he just didn't get it. He was a special one... wore some awesome cologne too. I think he said it was Old Spice, but I'd always fuck it up and say it was Old English... it became a joke with us that he wore furniture polish as cologne.
He made sure he called me right after midnight on my 13th birthday so he could be the first to wish me a happy birthday. That was sweet. We never talked anymore after a few weeks, never really saw him at church.
He ended up knocking some chick up 4 or 5 years later... no idea what became of him after that.
What a sweet memory! You're so intelligent, I'll bet you're always way ahead of most guys you ever deal with.
