Topic: Marcus I've got a bone to pick with you
Anonymous A started this discussion 6 years ago #91,341
Confess your crimes publicly and I will consider forgiving youAnonymous B joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 40 minutes later[^] [v] #1,038,998
Don't confess all your crimes, it's a bluff!
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 4 hours later, 4 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,039,080
*sigh* Okay, fine.
I, Marcus, will never again smuggle liquid LSD into a stake dance disguised as Binaca® FastBlast Peppermint Breath Drops® and convince unsuspecting pasty missionary boys from Idaho that they should put it in their lemonade because the smell of mint and lemons on their breath is secretly an aphrodisiac that will drive women crazy. Furthermore, I will never again dress up as the angel Moroni and wait in a dark parking lot to taunt missionaries who are having an unexpected acid trip into yelling inappropriate things, taking off any article of clothing, or doing anything that they would not normally do in a mentally stable and God-fearing frame of mind.
I am not proud of my actions, but all of us at the stake would very much like to put the incidents of that horrible night behind us and forget that they ever happened. Those boys would very much like to go home with an untarnished record and without their loving families ever learning what occurred. I know the Bishop feels the same way because he said as much to the police officers and EMTs that responded. The photographs taken that night I am keeping for personal security. They are sitting in an encrypted tarball in a dummy account on a server in Singapore and will not become public they are unless needed to clear me of some of the charges. You have my assurance that they will be quietly deleted once the statute of limitations runs out.
I, Marcus, will never again smuggle liquid LSD into a stake dance disguised as Binaca® FastBlast Peppermint Breath Drops® and convince unsuspecting pasty missionary boys from Idaho that they should put it in their lemonade because the smell of mint and lemons on their breath is secretly an aphrodisiac that will drive women crazy. Furthermore, I will never again dress up as the angel Moroni and wait in a dark parking lot to taunt missionaries who are having an unexpected acid trip into yelling inappropriate things, taking off any article of clothing, or doing anything that they would not normally do in a mentally stable and God-fearing frame of mind.
I am not proud of my actions, but all of us at the stake would very much like to put the incidents of that horrible night behind us and forget that they ever happened. Those boys would very much like to go home with an untarnished record and without their loving families ever learning what occurred. I know the Bishop feels the same way because he said as much to the police officers and EMTs that responded. The photographs taken that night I am keeping for personal security. They are sitting in an encrypted tarball in a dummy account on a server in Singapore and will not become public they are unless needed to clear me of some of the charges. You have my assurance that they will be quietly deleted once the statute of limitations runs out.
(Edited 1 minute later.)
Fake anon !ZkUt8arUCU joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 14 hours later, 19 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,039,296
Bump for @OP response.
