Ragnarokrobo whoring himself for spent brass and empty tear gas canisters.
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I was a maintenance guy for an apartment complex at a college campus near this area. I was repairing an elevator control panel in one of the apartment buildings, when this hot chick comes into the elevator. I tell her the elevator won't be working for another five minutes, she says she lives on the 12th floor and can wait for it so she doesn't have to take the stairs. She starts blatantly hitting on me, asking if I'm single, saying how she didn't know this apartment had "young hot maintenance guys" (I was 24). When I fix the elevator, she asks me if I want to come up to her apartment to have some coffee. It killed me to turn her down, but I had to because they needed me immediately to fix a burst pipe in the basement of another building.
Two days later, I get a ticket to repair a broken fridge in the building with the hot chick. The apartment is on the 12th floor. I get up there, and guess who answers the door in her underwear? Fuck yeah, the hot chick. I only had one other repair job for the morning so I had plenty of time to give her a good dicking. I knew what the other repair job was gonna be. It was this same asshole tenant every fucking week, complaining about the most ridiculous shit. The air conditioner rattles. The sink has a slight drip. The toaster oven takes too long to heat up. That one really fuckin' pissed me off because the apartments don't even come with toaster ovens. This asshole brought his own toaster oven and then tried to get me to fix it. I told him I fixed it but really all I did was cook two of his poptarts in it and eat them. Fuckin' asshole only had the chocolate ones. Those taste like shit but I ate them anyway because fuck that guy.
Cool story bro. Reminds me of a similar experience:
So anyway, there I was. Barbecue sauce on my titties... it’s better when on the tendie but since I like to gorge out in the nude, it just gets everywhere. Better to go with the flow rather than to interrupt meal time with wet nappies. So anyway, there’s a knock at the door and I’m forced to get up and check. Turns out this hot chick’s car broke down in front of my trailer, and she needed some help. Since I’m fairly mechanically inclined like yourself, I go out with my last remaining wire coat hanger (turned the others into lightning lin..... I mean paper clips. Tie that loose muffler back up and send her on her way. Three weeks later there’s a letter in the mailbox, it was a thank you card from the chick with her phone number and cute little hearts drawn all over. I knew right then what needed to be done. Cook moar tendies! Lots of them. Then I call her up and tell her I made a romantic meal for two, she’s there in five minutes. We ate ourselves into a food coma, embracing each other in the nude. Of course I didn’t dick her down on the first date, I’m a man of honor. And so is she. Her name was Steve.
Best barbecue sauce I ever had btw.