greenmangostudio

So this happened today... I was going to a friend place but I arrived early and he wasn't there. I should wait for 15 minutes because he went for grocery shopping. I decided to walk around to kill this time, and while walking I saw a building with no windows... absolutely 0 windows in a residential area. For me it was impossible and wanted to check if they have windows in the other side, went from the left side no window but the road was blocked (dead end) same when I went investigating the right side no window but couldn't reach the front side because there was a main road leading to a highway. I went back again to the initial place and stopped to think about the next steps. and 3 police show up : - Good afternoon Sir ! what are you doing here ? - Nothing special just walking - Ok ! but why did you stopped ? Now this is where TIFU, because I really wanted to give them a useful answer but I couldn't explain why I stopped... so I told them calmly : - Sorry Sir, but ...

First off, I want to apologize to the housekeepers who work at Bellagio. Obviously a throwaway…never thought I needed to post here. (Warning: contains gay sex.) I was in Vegas this weekend (no, nothing good ever comes of Vegas). After checking into the hotel room, I decided to play some slots in the casino. I was also kinda horny and knew there was a 99% chance of a hookup if I simply turned on Grindr. So I washed myself and headed downstairs to play some slots while I waited for a suitable companion for the night. On the way to the casino, I stopped at the gift shop (Tutto) opposite the elevators to grab Ice Breakers Mints (the round tin). It was highway robbery. I couldn’t believe how much they marked up a stupid thing of Ice Breakers. I was not going to let my money go to waste so I revenge ate the entire thing while playing slots. Then the right guy came along. He was also staying at the Bellagio, except he had a fountain view. So I ended up in his room for the hookup. My stom...

I ordered the fly cream in Fall, as to be ready by Spring. I live in Kansas; we get flies like Louisiana gets mosquitos. I like to be prepared, because spring comes suddenly and when it is 90F after a week of -30, the flies have arrieved. The cream was placed with the rest of the donkey supplies; out in our non-insulated barn. Mental box checked. Spring came. I used up the last of my almost empty fly cream. We had a heavy rain, so Carrot had to have new cream applied now that she has sun dried. Poor girl had a carpet of flies on her back. No biggy. She is trained to relax and enjoy having fly cream applied with lots of love, a few low sugar treats, and scratchies. When I picked up the cream, the plastic cup of cream was warmer than usual since it is simply so hot today. As I go to stick a litteral stick into it, I am surprised to see bright pink. Barbie car hot pink. My first thought was mayyyyyybe there was a chemical reaction from the heat; maybe there was just a layer of pin...

Last night i went to my girlfriend's work drinks and ended up hearing something i really did not need to hear there. She works at a marketing company. i barely know her coworkers and i also knew that her ex used to come to some of these events before they broke up. that matters. things were fine at first.then one of her coworkers, leon, who was already pretty drunk, started talking to me near the bar like he knew me. i figured he was just being friendly. then he looked at another guy and said something like crazy you came back after that whole dan thing. i asked, what dan thing? he immediately froze and asked my name. turns out he thought i was my girlfriend’s ex, not me. what he was talking about was old office gossip from the end of her last relationship. apparently some people thought she was being a little too flirty with dan from analytics at after work drinks. according to everyone, nothing actually happened. leon just mashed together old gossip and drunken stupidity a...

For context, I’m a gay man, and I was 19 when this happened. It was very much a phase of my life where I was very, very sexually active. You know that period where you want to try everything, discover everything, have zero self-preservation instincts, and way too much confidence? Yeah. That. At the time, I was doing an internship at a company, and if I’m being completely honest, I spent way more time on Grindr looking for my evening hookup than actually working. Also, back then I definitely had a thing for older men. Daddy issues, you know. So one day I start talking to this guy, probably in his 40s, maybe older, I honestly don’t remember exactly. We chat, things get heated, and he tells me, “When you finish work, come straight to my place.” And of course, I say yes. I leave work, get in my car, and it’s about a 25-minute drive to his place. And during that drive, one very important detail becomes impossible to ignore: I have to pee. Like, really pee. Not a cute little managea...

This happened in my school group chat and I still don’t know why people trust me now. Someone sent a screenshot and asked if it was real or fake. It wasn’t even anything important, just random drama stuff. I replied pretty confidently like “nah that looks fake to me.” That should’ve been the end of it. But for some reason people took my answer seriously. Like too seriously. After that, anytime anything got posted in the chat, people would start tagging me asking “is this real?” or “check this.” Even stuff I had nothing to do with. At first it was funny, so I just kept giving opinions. Then it escalated. People started acting like I could tell what was true or fake instantly. Someone even said “if he says it’s real, it’s real” like I’m some kind of fact checker for school drama. Now I open the group chat and half the messages are just people waiting for me to confirm things I didn’t even see happen. I tried to back off and stop replying, but then people started DMing me inst...