The Nut Magnet In My Head

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DiO'Bolic

Not completely obtuse
Nov 14, 2013
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I had one month after graduating from high school while working and living at the largest beer festival in the US that lasted 28 days that the nut magnet in my head must have been Hadron Collider size. The tamest of 4 stories during that month involved a former member of Charles Manson's Family that took a shine to me. She came in with a motorcycle gang that camped out for several days in a field near our trailer. She wasn't one of the well-know Family members, but still was quite bizarre and free-spirited nonetheless. I had to spend a couple days hiding from her, and not just because of her uncleanliness.
 

Sundrop

Sunny the Great & Wonderful
Jun 12, 2008
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I had one month after graduating from high school while working and living at the largest beer festival in the US that lasted 28 days that the nut magnet in my head must have been Hadron Collider size. The tamest of 4 stories during that month involved a former member of Charles Manson's Family that took a shine to me. She came in with a motorcycle gang that camped out for several days in a field near our trailer. She wasn't one of the well-know Family members, but still was quite bizarre and free-spirited nonetheless. I had to spend a couple days hiding from her, and not just because of her uncleanliness.
Yikes!!
 

nate_watkins

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Dec 9, 2009
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But shouldn't I get to choose, since it was technically your fault that mine was ruined?

Give me what I want, or I will send MadamMack with her chocolate....no wait, that's not right......
You still seem able to type, so is it really ruined? ;;D

I'll give you the choice between the new one, or the one I replaced with the new one... :wink:

If I refuse, MadamMack will bring me chocolate? :cool2:
 

Sundrop

Sunny the Great & Wonderful
Jun 12, 2008
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You still seem able to type, so is it really ruined? ;;D

I'll give you the choice between the new one, or the one I replaced with the new one... :wink:

If I refuse, MadamMack will bring me chocolate? :cool2:

Yesh....iittt is rweally ruinnned......see??!

I'll take the new one.

If you refuse, you'll suffer the wrath of Sunny, the great and powerful.....without chocolate
 

Grandpa

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Mar 2, 2014
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I was coming back from a long road trip, stopped for gas in the Open Desolate Country, and when I hit the on-ramp, there was a young woman sitting by the side of the road with a big backpack, obviously hitching. It was not friendly country, and she looked forlorn, so I stopped. She climbed in, put her big backpack on her lap, and it stayed there the whole time. Her mouth stayed a little open, and her eyes were kind of blank.

I asked how far I could take her. She said Denver. Sorry, not going that far. Drop you off in Stering or Fort Morgan? Silence.

We rode along. I'm an only kid, so I'm comfortable in silence. But I was concerned about where this lost creature would end up. I asked some minimal questions about her being able to get where she was going, was met with even more minimal answers, and I gave up.

We got to Sterling, and I told her I was hungry and thirsty. I'm going to go into this store and get something. Can I buy you something to eat or drink? She whispered, "Bottle of water."

I got out, bought some stuff along with a bottle of water, and when I came out, she was half a block away, pack on her back, trudging down the road, away from the highway. That poor girl.
 

Spideyman

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I was coming back from a long road trip, stopped for gas in the Open Desolate Country, and when I hit the on-ramp, there was a young woman sitting by the side of the road with a big backpack, obviously hitching. It was not friendly country, and she looked forlorn, so I stopped. She climbed in, put her big backpack on her lap, and it stayed there the whole time. Her mouth stayed a little open, and her eyes were kind of blank.

I asked how far I could take her. She said Denver. Sorry, not going that far. Drop you off in Stering or Fort Morgan? Silence.

We rode along. I'm an only kid, so I'm comfortable in silence. But I was concerned about where this lost creature would end up. I asked some minimal questions about her being able to get where she was going, was met with even more minimal answers, and I gave up.

We got to Sterling, and I told her I was hungry and thirsty. I'm going to go into this store and get something. Can I buy you something to eat or drink? She whispered, "Bottle of water."

I got out, bought some stuff along with a bottle of water, and when I came out, she was half a block away, pack on her back, trudging down the road, away from the highway. That poor girl.


That's really sad. You where kind to stop and at least give her a ride and possibly some comfort. Hope she found her way.