Rosarlei shares a cup of tea with the Ox










Rosarlei shares a cup of tea 

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I continue the story about the French girls, but this time I talk to the mighty Ox-----"Oxen are the hard workers in the background, intelligent and reliable, but never demanding praise."

Rosarlei shares a cup of tea with the Ox

"Oxen are the hard workers in the background, intelligent and reliable, but never demanding praise."

Hey there Mr. Ox!

.....

Wha?...take off that hat!

You wannabe-gangster...

Don't tell me what to do...

take that shit off, right now!

ok ....geez...

Are we good now?

.... is that... is that another snapchat filter???

*Clears throat*.... snapchat filter?

You are such a dumbass... Cut it off already!

I thought we were going to spill some tea...

You are right...I should just stop pretending to be something I am not...

There! Happy now?

fukcing millennials​....

Did you just assume my gender?

oh christ! no, no! I did not... I am sorry...let's just get on with it...

Good ^^

So...do you want to finish the story about the French girls already?

Yes, but first I wanted to honor your name and make a confession to Commaful.

Which one would that be?

There were several times in the past when I tagged one of my stories using the daily prompt.

wh...what is a daily prompt?

And the story did not really centered around the prompt, but it was more like a lazy and shitty connection to it.

..wait..wait..what are you talking about??

I don't know why I did it...I think I just wanted my post to be seen, maybe I just thought I would take advantage of it, maybe I want to see if I could get away with it...

You are just talking to yourself now, aren't you??

and I just want to say I am sorry because I did that shit in my last pieces as well. I think I have done it at least 8 out of 72 times and I am very ashamed, because it's disrespectful and shitty.

Are you done now?? We don't care about your guilt. We want to know about the French girls! God damn UUUUUUUUU!!!

Ti hi hihihihi....

It's crazy how much you can get away with when you look like a pretty girl ^^

what do you mean?

Let me show you

"I like pussy"

Male patriarch!!!!

"I like pussy"

*mind blown*

^^ I know! right?

Let's bring Jeffree and the pink backgrounds and let's get this story going, yeah?

Yes, sir Mr OXxxxoxoxo

*blushes*

Let's put on the jumpsuit and spill some tea, bitches!

So...to recap: The red head (debs) and I got it on a little bit before being interrupted by the face sucker.

The next morning we walked past them on the way to breakfast and wave them "Hi"

From that moment on, the only time we ever got together was..

alcohol involved

And already after the first time I wanted to get out of that situation, but I was not sure how.

I wasn't sure because:

I wasn't sure because: A. I was 15

I wasn't sure because: A. I was 15 B. We did not have a common language...

I wasn't sure because: A. I was 15 B. We did not have a common language...we had a common tongue...but not a...get it?

I wasn't sure because: A. I was 15 B. We did not have a common language...we had a common tongue...but not a...get it? "tongue"?

no one?

....

OK! I'm sorry...no more of those jokes...

Luckily​, there was a girl from Spain who spoke perfect French and she was,

Luckily​, there was a girl from Spain who spoke perfect French and she was, for some reason,

Luckily​, there was a girl from Spain who spoke perfect French and she was, for some reason, happy to help...

So...

So...I told my friend from Spain to tell the French girl...

So...I told my friend from Spain to tell the French girl...Angela from Spain and Debs (redhead)

So I told Angela to tell Debs that it was over.

this is exhausting...

I am rambling now! I am so, so sorry!

It's ok darling!

It's ok darling..ermm wtf...hmm it's...

It's ok darling..ermm wtf...hmm it's... hmm no problem

It's ok darling..ermm wtf...hmm it's... hmm no problem..dude

but then...we got drunk again...

but then...we got drunk again... and the flesh...anyway...

but then...we got drunk again... and the flesh...anyway...

She seemed very cool to me also good looking...but thank God I did no go forward with this.

After the 4th day, I came up with a full proof plan ...

to chase her away.

I asked Angela to tell Debs: "Tell Deborah that I do not want to be her BF. That I only want to make out with her IF I am drunk."

In my head, she would obviously answer:

In my head, she would obviously answer: "WTF

In my head, she would obviously answer: "WTF go fuck yourself,

In my head, she would obviously answer: "WTF go fuck yourself, who do you think I am?"

it's full proof.

Angela goes into the room and whispers the entire thing to Deborah while I sit outside on the hallway.

She comes out and I am relieved. I am thinking:

"OK it's done!" she will not want to see me, and now I will be able to ask HER friend out.

whom I actually had a real crush on...but Angela looks at me dead in the eyes and says:

"She said yes."

no fucking way...

I swear on my mother

You are clearly full of shit.

I swear on my mother

I believe you.

So she said yes...and I made out with her again because I was drunk and she was drunk and I had made a promise...

Tomorrow I will tell you how I ended up hooking up with Marion (18 year old) who still to this day, I adore...

And yes, something SUPER fucking embarrassing happened with her...twice... BUT...

I was a still a 15 year old kid who straight up hooked up with an 18 year old and that shit is legendary...

Also...she was just so beautiful and nice...too bad she also spoke ONLY French... Anyway, I will see you tomorrow to end this tale

*muaks*

OK, the story is over, but I have a small favor to ask. If you want to see what it is, click to the next page, otherwise, just click out.

I'd like you to please come up with at least ONE single comment which is not positive.

As long as it is honest, tell me whether you thought the images sucked, or the pacing was bad, or the story was too long, or too short.

Straight up call me names, insult my mom. I don't care, so long as it is honest.

If you end up insulting my mom, maybe you'll come to realize later, that it was not my mom you were angry about, but something else.

Feel free to come later and amend that "mistake". Just drop some hate , anything

...actually... Straight up insult me for no reason, even if you don't mean it...

all that stuff that is bubbling up inside of you, that you want to tell other people here but you won't because you don't want to look "mean" or be an ass....

here is your chance...drop it all here...I dare you!

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