Yamilet and Chicken wings
I left these last two stories out of my previous posts regarding the infamous Yamilet. Aka "La Diabla. ".
Story one: One Friday night, I had a yearning for some chicken wings while I was staying at Yamilet's apartment. So Yamilet and I head out and grab a taxi. One would think we could have found a wings place close by where she lived but no. Yamilet made arrangements for the taxi driver to drive us all the way over to Otay Mesa, which ended up to be about a 35 minute ride. After realizing that we had been in the taxi for about a half hour I got pissed because I knew we could have found a wings place closer. So as the taxi driver was going into the restaurant to pick up our wings, and as I was complaining, Yamilet took out a $100 bill that I gave her that night and literally tore it into pieces and threw it in my face. I couldn't believe that she did that. Of all the dumb ass things to do. Especially knowing that that money could have been put to good use. That's the way this chick rolled. I use this in past tense as I am done with her.
Story Two: I lived in San Antonio, Texas for 7 years before recently moving back to Cali. I invited Yamilet to join me to visit a friend down in Nuevo Laredo, across from Laredo, Texas. So Yamilet flies to Monterrey from Tijuana and takes a bus to Nuevo Laredo where I meet her. We all decide to head out to La Zona. Yamilet had been in town for about 2 hours at this point. We go into a bar and start drinking Tecates. It's slow in the place. With a handful of putas working. We know the owner, who has treated us well there for years. After about 5 beers, Yamilet, who is sitting at the bar between my friend and I, takes her Tecate light and literally slams it as hard as she can on the bar. The bottle breaks into pieces with glass flying everywhere. My friend and I look at each other is dismay, totally dumb founded. The owner comes over to her and throws her out of the bar. I go outside with her. She grabs my prescription glasses and starts running. I finally catch up to her and wretch my glasses out of her hands. She tells me, go back in the bar with your putas. The next thing I know she starts running down the street. Mind you, this is a dangerous as hell place with cartel members everywhere, and she takes off running. To make a long story short, I don't know where the hell she went. My friend and I go back to our hotel and I have no clue where she went. The next day, I get a call from her cussing me out. She is on a bus, halfway between Nuevo Laredo and Tijuana (a 33 hour bus ride). Once again, that's how this chick rolls.
And yes Jackie888, I am lucky that this chick didn't cut my throat or suffocate me. I had to sleep with one eye open. LOL.
[QUOTE=Jackie888;1895288]She almost killed you. She came close to severing your bronchial artery, which is inside your biceps and which would have turned your arm into a blood-water-hose. Be thankful that she didn't suffocate you while you slept.[/QUOTE]
Haughty women with their rotten, loose pussies
You are probably right on target-a masochistic guy who loves begin abused by a big, fat ugly ho. Life cannot get any worse than that.
Women would act haughty and mighty like their loose, rotten pussies are pure gold if you let them.
No damn women on earth is worth any hassle, left alone risking his own life with a fat, ugly ho! Everyone has to demand equality and equity in every situation or just get ready to fight.
[QUOTE=RickyVee;1896593]This guy is either full of shit or is the biggest pussy on the planet. No chic is worth putting up with this kind of shit. Grow a pair and put this broad in her place. He must really love the abuse, guess a lot of dudes have got some deep seeded mother issues that would make them put up with this.[/QUOTE]
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Making my rounds, first stop
On the hunt for Yamilet to get her off site for ATM session. Yamilet was not present. Waiter #32, tall older dude with mustache was present. The beers were 2 for $3.50. Was not busy enough for the test. HK is the second stop.