Chatting in an AOL Philly chat room once. Started talking to this one girl for few weeks. She kept refusing to send me a picture of herself, said se didn?t believe in them. Stupid me went to go meet her anyway...... and then the fun began.
First off, se kept mentioning how she meets people off the net all the time, and how everyone finds her an enjoyable person (read: slut. Later found out that she met 30 guys off the net in 1 year, and ?just happened? to have slept with 30 guys that year. She told me this, I was in shock). She was also a self proclaimed wiccan priestess thing. All BS if you ask me.
Anyway.. it was about 10 pm and with an hour+ drive a head of me, I picked up a weight lifting karate trained friend of mine for protection and started on the road to Philly. Well, hour+ drive ended up being more like 2+. The PA turnpike was under construction the whole way down there.
She gave me a description of what she looked like: worked out, loved tight clothes, long hair, told by guys she had a good body. Truth: no way she worked out, long hair? Umm.. no. She wore tight clothes that she hung out of in al the wrong places.
So anyway..
We eventually got to her apartment and my buddy and I were quite scared. We saw her in the shadows.. and then it all went down hill.
She was a NUT JOB!! When we went to her room she had 2 cats.. both in EXTREME HEAT! They kept trying to back themselves up on us. And the girl.. well... almost the same thing. She kept touching me and I had to keep making up excuses on why I didn?t want her near me. My friend knew this was bad and started to act like a openly gay man. She hated that. Knew he was a liar. Eventually we (for some reason) all walked out onto her balcony. I came back in, she followed, friend was ?supposed? to follow her, BUT she slammed the door shut and locked him out there. The look of fear on his face was terrible! She said it was okay and that he could be find by himself out there. I would not have that. Got the door opened and let him back in.
She then suggested that her and I go take a walk and leave him in the room. He looked scared again and I said he can?t be left alone. She said he could take care of himself. He mumbled something, she went out on the balcony again, he followed. I am not sure what was said out there, but I do know she eventually told him that ?You can?t lie to a witch? At that point he lost it. THANK GOD for that.
They came back in, sat down, and then all of a sudden my friend got up, grabbed his head, yelled something about needing his pills, and fell to the floor, shaking. I grabbed him by the hand, said I was sorry, and we ran down the hall, down the steps, to our car, and sped all the way back to jersey with a picture of Jesus from his wallet on my dash to protect us.
Needless to say.. I WONT BE DOING THAT EVER AGAIN!
Worst part about it.. she still called me for a week wanting to hang out with out my ?crazy? friend
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