Soo a bedtime story would be nice

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thread starter JET827 Jul 07 2009 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I'm super tired, been up for days and I don't wanna sound like a jackass making up a story for my girl tonight. I don't know why, but the first 2 girls I've been with for a long time, and now my current one, they always want bedtime stories so they can fall asleep listening to my voice I guess cause it relaxes them. I'm runnin out of new material and things to think of lol.. Anybody else have this problem or care to tell some stories? xD I just hate it when I talk about something else instead of just telling a story.. Then she gets the hint and just goes to sleep. Makes me feel like not an awesome bf to do that, but it happens :|

infferrno Jul 07 2009 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

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RainDrop 07/07/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

NineCrimes said: "Tell the story of how there was a guy whose girlfriend insisted on him telling her a story before bedtime so one day he got pissed and snapped and killed her." Lol you should tell this one. I'm sure after that she'll never want to hear more.

i6o4BowMangL 07/07/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

How about some scary stories?

Iren 07/07/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Tell her a story about how an angel fell from the sky and tell her to guess who that angel is!

MultipleAct2324 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I wish my bf would tell me bedtime stories >:O

Hurricane 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

how old are you guys?

tiganior1 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

xknight1001 said: "In Edmonton, Alberta, there is a hotel called the Canterra, off of Jasper Avenue and 109th Street. During the night, go here and ring the doorbell. Should you be let in, look to see who the guard on shift is. If the man looks in his mid twenties, yet the hair on his head and face both are white as snow, take a seat beside the security desk. If it is any other guard on shift, leave and return in a week�s time. Here you must wait. The guard will say not a word, nor answer any questions you may ask. He hears you, but he will not respond. He will only give you a sad look, as if knowing something terrible awaits. When the time is 2:52 AM, the guard will rise to perform a patrol of the building. Follow him only on this patrol � if you follow him at any time before 2:52 AM, you will be forcefully removed from the hotel, and lose your chance. Say not a word as you walk the halls behind the guard. He will check that the rooms are all locked, as well as patrol the stairwells. When you both reach the 5th floor, you will notice that it is remarkably colder than the last four. Yes, the floor is deafeningly quiet � it is normal. When the guard secures all the rooms on the floor, you will both stop at a door that seems much older than any other door you�ve yet seen in the hotel. This is room 512. Only this particular guard has access to this room, Take note of the key of which the guard uses to unlock this door � it will be important later. At this point, the guard will open the room for you and allow you to pass through. It will be quite dark, but do not yet be afraid � the worst is yet to come. Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and step through the doorway. Do not open them until you hear the door close behind you, for seeing the transition can be maddening. It will be almost unbearably hot, here. You will find yourself in a long hallway with numerous turns. There will be thirteen doors lining this hallway � do not open any of them. Take note which door has a splash of white paint on it, this will be critical soon. When you reach the end of the hallway, you will find yourself in the living room of the suite. In each corner of the room you should see a tall figure, each with burnt flesh. They should all be sitting on the floor, hugging their legs with their heads upon their knees and facing their respective corner. Their fingers will be chewed away until their tips are nothing but sharp, boney talons. Do not address these figures; do not touch them: they are Her guardians. In the centre of this room, there She should be. She will be sitting in an old, ragged reclining chair. It is impossible to say how She will look, for Her appearance changes for everyone. She should, like her guardians, be asleep. Do not awaken her from her slumber. For now, you have time to rest. There will be food and drink set out upon the coffee table in front of Her, and you are welcome to it. Do not partake in the pie, however, for it will numb your legs. Should y

mapleSoul 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young girl. She was very kind, and helped the poor. One day, she decided to go visit her friends, living far away. She rode on her bicycle, and felt the wind in her hair... Until she was hit by a car, and then her blood spilled all over, and was abducted by necrophiliacs. THE END

Tim067926964 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Trunks1020 said: "Once upon a time, there was an ugly duckling. He was so ugly that everyone died.THE END I hope you enjoyed it." LMAO. there was sumthing like that in spongebob....yeah, so wat if i watched that? i have younger siblings...

tiganior1 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

mapleSoul said: "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young girl. She was very kind, and helped the poor. One day, she decided to go visit her friends, living far away. She rode on her bicycle, and felt the wind in her hair... Until she was hit by a car, and then her blood spilled all over, and was abducted by necrophiliacs. THE END" Sorry 'bout that, Master Panda.

mapleSoul 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

tiganior1 said: " Sorry 'bout that, Master Panda." *sniff* I guess it's okay.

InYourEye 07/09/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Once upon a time, there was an exercise called sex that allowed people to sleep peacefully and fully. Do you want to try sex so you can sleep?