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I would like player two and op to figure out if player two is actually baby daddy
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Quoted: Quoted: Pretty sure I hit your ex a couple times about 8 years ago. She was teaching Zoomba classes. Had no tits to speak of and wanted me to blow it in her.. red alarm. PLAYER TWO HAS ENTERED THE GAME LOL. |
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Just dropping in to make sure there's still no backstory.
OP you disappoint. |
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OP is like Facebook
"Ugh I'm like so mad" "Oh no sweetie whats wrong" "It's personal" |
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So the show pays the judgement. OP should countersue the ex.
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Not going to read 7 pages.... suing to get her upper lip back?
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HERE'S MY GUESS>>>>>>>
OP and girl lived together. OP did not pay his share of rent...probably around $500.....Girl wants her share and damages for pain and suffering totaling $5,000. |
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I thought you got paid travel, lodging, & $500 for the appearance, plus there was a $5K pot of judgment money that got split between the parties;
IE: If you win a judgment of $1K, then the other $4K gets split between the parties (so the winner ends up with $3K & the loser ends up with $2K). |
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Quoted: https://www.AR15.Com/media/mediaFiles/167954/20201220_202800_jpg-1741069.JPG I'm not a grammar Nazi, but AN $500? This is supposed to be a professional production. View Quote |
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OP's Ex used the Judge Judy event as a ploy to sneak back into his life. They had a long heat to heart conversation about the pending lawsuit. He agreed to take her back. She is now knocked up and OP is on the hook for 18 years of payments....... Ex won more than JJ would have ever given her.
That's what I'm going with since OP has ghosted this thread..... |
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i have no idea whats going on but op should it and stick it in her ass while they are filming this train wreck. as an added bonus maybe her next bf will post here about his new gf having done porn in the past
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LMFAO!!!
You have to do this and report every second of it here Can we get a live stream?? |
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No
They control the editing and can make you look really bad forever |
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Sorry for the wait. I havent had the time to sit here for a minute and add context.
So I met my ex back in Cali 2013 on Tinder, when times were simpler. We had a good run for a min, but every time I went for a deployment she tried to hook up with my buddys when she was drunk. Every time I came back I would come back to a mess because of this drama. This should have been my first warning. I mean to be fair she was in the Army for 6 years as a 88M so I should have figured. We had 3 boxer dogs and a cat together. The cat was a sphynx who she paid about $3,800 or more for (I can't remember). I thought this was crazy but it came out of her money. We named him Dez because he looked like a hairless Dez Bryant. Dez was cool because he was raised around boxer dogs his entire life so he was pretty much a hairless black yoda cat who acted like a dog. Fast forward until after I got out of the Army, she worked at the VA and would constantly say she had migraines and claim she needed to stay after her shift because she was in the VA ER. I was pretty cool with it until a few times when stories were different and didn't match up. She also had a few times where she went to one of her "boot camp" ghetto gyms (fat camp) where she didn't actually end up going. I kind of just sat on all this intel for a bit. Sometimes you have to. One day, as an expert investigator, I simply looked at her phone one day when she asked me to reply to her brother in a text. Turns out, she was cheating on me with one of my joe's from when I was in. This was going on for months I guess. A few months prior to me finding out, she had us leave our house and move in with her dad to help him after his breakup where he couldn't afford his re-financed place because a work injury left him out of a job. Pretty cool dude tbh (trump fan in Cali). So she made me sell all my furniture and shit because we didn't have space at this new place. We both were making good money. I sold an entire bedroom set, couches, and other random furniture. Shit, she made me sell my lovesac. Fucking loved that thing. I got pennies for all of it, but I thought that the ends justified the means at that time, ya know? Anyways. So what did I do after I found out about her and one of my old joe's? Eh. I took it alright. I got her shitty commie vodka she had in the freezer and poured the bottle in it and took the vase with her mother's remains and lit on in fire in the backyard. Nothing huge. Same day I commandeered her sphynx cat, Dez, and moved to New Mexico. This all happened in one day mind you. Dez ended up escaping my home and getting eaten by my methhead neighbor who ended up being evicted, but that's another story for another day. Haven't talked to her since. I think she ended up marrying fucking Pvt fucking Garza. Prick. Never liked that fuck anyways. I'm not quite sure why we she took me to Judge Judy. I never asked and they haven't explained to me. I did the whole "ex, no contact" thing, so I truly have no clue. To be honest, this entire situation worked out just fine for me. |
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Quoted: Sorry for the wait. I havent had the time to sit here for a minute and add context. So I met my ex back in Cali 2013 on Tinder, when times were simpler. We had a good run for a min, but every time I went for a deployment she tried to hook up with my buddys when she was drunk. Every time I came back I would come back to a mess because of this drama. This should have been my first warning. I mean to be fair she was in the Army for 6 years as a 88M so I should have figured. We had 3 boxer dogs and a cat together. The cat was a sphynx who she paid about $3,800 or more for (I can't remember). I thought this was crazy but it came out of her money. We named him Dez because he looked like a hairless Dez Bryant. Dez was cool because he was raised around boxer dogs his entire life so he was pretty much a hairless black yoda cat who acted like a dog. Fast forward until after I got out of the Army, she worked at the VA and would constantly say she had migraines and claim she needed to stay after her shift because she was in the VA ER. I was pretty cool with it until a few times when stories were different and didn't match up. She also had a few times where she went to one of her "boot camp" ghetto gyms (fat camp) where she didn't actually end up going. I kind of just sat on all this intel for a bit. Sometimes you have to. One day, as an expert investigator, I simply looked at her phone one day when she asked me to reply to her brother in a text. Turns out, she was cheating on me with one of my joe's from when I was in. This was going on for months I guess. A few months prior to me finding out, she had us leave our house and move in with her dad to help him after his breakup where he couldn't afford his re-financed place because a work injury left him out of a job. Pretty cool dude tbh (trump fan in Cali). So she made me sell all my furniture and shit because we didn't have space at this new place. We both were making good money. I sold an entire bedroom set, couches, and other random furniture. Shit, she made me sell my lovesac. Fucking loved that thing. I got pennies for all of it, but I thought that the ends justified the means at that time, ya know? Anyways. So what did I do after I found out about her and one of my old joe's? Eh. I took it alright. I got her shitty commie vodka she had in the freezer and poured the bottle in it and took the vase with her mother's remains and lit on in fire in the backyard. Nothing huge. Same day I commandeered her sphynx cat, Dez, and moved to New Mexico. This all happened in one day mind you. Dez ended up escaping my home and getting eaten by my methhead neighbor who ended up being evicted, but that's another story for another day. Haven't talked to her since. I think she ended up marrying fucking Pvt fucking Garza. Prick. Never liked that fuck anyways. I'm not quite sure why we she took me to Judge Judy. I never asked and they haven't explained to me. I did the whole "ex, no contact" thing, so I truly have no clue. To be honest, this entire situation worked out just fine for me. View Quote What the fuck. |
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Quoted: Sorry for the wait. I havent had the time to sit here for a minute and add context. So I met my ex back in Cali 2013 on Tinder, when times were simpler. We had a good run for a min, but every time I went for a deployment she tried to hook up with my buddys when she was drunk. Every time I came back I would come back to a mess because of this drama. This should have been my first warning. I mean to be fair she was in the Army for 6 years as a 88M so I should have figured. We had 3 boxer dogs and a cat together. The cat was a sphynx who she paid about $3,800 or more for (I can't remember). I thought this was crazy but it came out of her money. We named him Dez because he looked like a hairless Dez Bryant. Dez was cool because he was raised around boxer dogs his entire life so he was pretty much a hairless black yoda cat who acted like a dog. Fast forward until after I got out of the Army, she worked at the VA and would constantly say she had migraines and claim she needed to stay after her shift because she was in the VA ER. I was pretty cool with it until a few times when stories were different and didn't match up. She also had a few times where she went to one of her "boot camp" ghetto gyms (fat camp) where she didn't actually end up going. I kind of just sat on all this intel for a bit. Sometimes you have to. One day, as an expert investigator, I simply looked at her phone one day when she asked me to reply to her brother in a text. Turns out, she was cheating on me with one of my joe's from when I was in. This was going on for months I guess. A few months prior to me finding out, she had us leave our house and move in with her dad to help him after his breakup where he couldn't afford his re-financed place because a work injury left him out of a job. Pretty cool dude tbh (trump fan in Cali). So she made me sell all my furniture and shit because we didn't have space at this new place. We both were making good money. I sold an entire bedroom set, couches, and other random furniture. Shit, she made me sell my lovesac. Fucking loved that thing. I got pennies for all of it, but I thought that the ends justified the means at that time, ya know? Anyways. So what did I do after I found out about her and one of my old joe's? Eh. I took it alright. I got her shitty commie vodka she had in the freezer and poured the bottle in it and took the vase with her mother's remains and lit on in fire in the backyard. Nothing huge. Same day I commandeered her sphynx cat, Dez, and moved to New Mexico. This all happened in one day mind you. Dez ended up escaping my home and getting eaten by my methhead neighbor who ended up being evicted, but that's another story for another day. Haven't talked to her since. I think she ended up marrying fucking Pvt fucking Garza. Prick. Never liked that fuck anyways. I'm not quite sure why we she took me to Judge Judy. I never asked and they haven't explained to me. I did the whole "ex, no contact" thing, so I truly have no clue. To be honest, this entire situation worked out just fine for me. View Quote fucking with her mom's remains was a dick move |
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