Had a blazing row with my girl. She fired back with a 3,000₽ transfer, scrawling a venomous note: "Go hunt down a better whore, asshole."
I’m sitting here, torn between feeling slapped in the face and oddly flattered.
😐 - I send her back 1 ruble with a smirk: "Keep the change, darling."
👍 - I blow the cash on a juicy shawarma and a gym membership to flex on her later.
#drama #savage #breakup #petty
So, get this—my old man once withdrew 30 grand from an ATM and, like a complete dumbass, forgot to grab the cash. Right behind him was this sweet little granny, probably 70 or 75, looking like an angel straight outta heaven.
And guess what? This sly old fox didn’t say a damn word, just snatched the 30k and walked off with the calmest vibe, like she’d just won the jackpot.
😂—Don’t be a fucking idiot, props to granny for the hustle!
👎—What a shady old hag, absolute scum!
# savagegranny # cashgrab # dumbmove # wtf
Today is a damn glorious day! I’m at my salon, cutting hair like a boss, when who walks in? The current fling of my ex, strutting like she owns the place. I gave that little tramp a savage buzz cut on the back of her head, completely butchered it. She flipped her lid, stormed out in a huff, and I’m over here grinning ear to ear. Revenge might not solve shit, but hell, it’s one sweet fucking game! No shame in my game!
👍 - Hell yeah, served her right!
😢 - You’re a total savage
#revenge #savage #pettyaf #noregrets
A husband and wife storm into a sex therapist’s office, desperate for answers. The husband, visibly frustrated, blurts out:
- My wife keeps dodging me in bed, always whining about a headache or a damn toothache. What the hell can we do to fix this?
The doc, raising an eyebrow, tells the husband to step out so he can have a raw, unfiltered chat with the wife. The husband grumbles but leaves. The therapist turns to the wife with a piercing gaze:
- Alright, spill it. What’s really going on?
- Look, doc, it’s a mess. I head to work in the morning, hail a cab, but I’ve got no cash. The driver smirks and says, “Money or you know what?” So I sigh and go, “You know what.” I get to the office, and my sleazy boss corners me: “Quit or you know what?” I roll my eyes and mutter, “You know what.” Then, heading home, same damn thing—no money for the cab. The driver leers, “Money or you know what?” and I’m stuck saying, “You know what” again. So, doc, do you get it now? I’m freakin’ exhausted!
The therapist just stares, processing the wild ride of her day.
#relationshipdrama #sextherapy #wildstories #wtf