I tend to relate to poster's who joke about their fuck ups. And quietly mock those who repeatedly post about how they have this hobby 100% figured out.
In posts many of us admit to letting our little brain take over. Our Spidey senses tingle with risk...yet we ignore it.
Leo circling the motel parking lot.....ignoring the five shitty reviews and focusing on the one good review....laying on a toothless smokers couch getting a BJ in a 12 x 48 trailer you swear you've seen in an episode of Hoarders.
Some of us have come to our sense. No longer the testosterone laced teenager with zero fear of risk. Some of those poor decisions could have altered the trajectory of our lives forever. I know I dodged more than a few bullets.
Could be entertaining to share "The dumbest thing I ever did" in pursuing pussy. (or cock if thats your inclination)
- Gently1981
- 04-04-2026, 05:00 AM
- Southgate18
- 04-04-2026, 07:48 AM
I have done so many dumb things I cant actually identify the single dumbest.
Any advice I give is not based on my superior intellect - it is based on my impeccable record of being an idiot.
Any advice I give is not based on my superior intellect - it is based on my impeccable record of being an idiot.
- Tomb8871
- 04-04-2026, 06:17 PM
- DunKin9
- 04-05-2026, 06:46 AM
- soldierboy44
- 04-05-2026, 10:46 AM
Too many dump things to count........pulled over, cop threating to tear my car to pieces, pulling the rubber off when I shouldn't have, NOT listening to my 5th sense, knowing she was BSC and still getting naked with her, robbed a few times, and my fav.....almost getting run over in my own driveway once!
- Southgate18
- 04-05-2026, 11:41 AM
Okay - SB44 - you win - your own driveway is tough to beat.
- Gently1981
- 04-05-2026, 11:57 AM
Saw her ad on Craigslist or Backpage--not sure.
One block off Central -somewhere East of Allen:
Sliced through some unsavory characters milling on the front steps of her duplex....Showed no hesitation as they talk shit to me....headed up some rickety steps to a room to meet my date.
As she starts to undo my pants her phone illuminates "his pants off"?. She leans over to reply "Y". (even though they weren't completely) Was wondering why she had not yet asked for a donation. Hear the clunk of heavy feet coming up stairs.
I button up, rip the AC out of the window and roll out on the roof. Scale the roof line to the back of the building to find a dumpster with a closed lid. Parkour (at least my version) to the ground, then up the alley toward my car parked at the local dollar store.
Chased by an overweight, heart attack prone figure---yelling racial slurs and the occasional "mother fucker"at me--- all between his gasps for air. A few yards behind him a few more of his buddies who showed little interest in giving chase. Got to car and drove home.
Ignored every red flag waived in my face. So stupid. Way too over confidant.
If I knew about ECCIE---would have reviewed the encounter;
She communicated well, had a nice smile and I did not die.
so would have given her a YES lol
One block off Central -somewhere East of Allen:
Sliced through some unsavory characters milling on the front steps of her duplex....Showed no hesitation as they talk shit to me....headed up some rickety steps to a room to meet my date.
As she starts to undo my pants her phone illuminates "his pants off"?. She leans over to reply "Y". (even though they weren't completely) Was wondering why she had not yet asked for a donation. Hear the clunk of heavy feet coming up stairs.
I button up, rip the AC out of the window and roll out on the roof. Scale the roof line to the back of the building to find a dumpster with a closed lid. Parkour (at least my version) to the ground, then up the alley toward my car parked at the local dollar store.
Chased by an overweight, heart attack prone figure---yelling racial slurs and the occasional "mother fucker"at me--- all between his gasps for air. A few yards behind him a few more of his buddies who showed little interest in giving chase. Got to car and drove home.
Ignored every red flag waived in my face. So stupid. Way too over confidant.
If I knew about ECCIE---would have reviewed the encounter;
She communicated well, had a nice smile and I did not die.
so would have given her a YES lol
- FBSMLUVR
- 04-05-2026, 12:55 PM
Ok, I’ll bite… As soldier mentioned, too many to count, but the first thing that comes to mind…
I was working at Carrier in Syracuse at the time as a shop floor supervisor, I’m thinking around ‘98 or ‘99. The supervisor on the opposite shift of me was out on medical, so I was covering extra hours to help out. I had over 70 hours in by end of shift Friday and still had to go in first thing Saturday morning, so said fuck it and got a hotel room for the night instead of driving back to my house which was about an hour drive each way. I was so f’ing tired I felt like I was in a complete daze. Grabbed a six pack of Labatt Blue, checked into my room, gave the hotel my dirty clothes to wash for me, cracked open a cold one and grabbed a shower. After I had about 3 in me decided to head over to Lookers (strip club) on Salina. Welp…bad decision lol.
Got to the club, ended up hooking up with a dancer who was open to some OTC fun. Left the club, hit a drive thru for some munchies and while waiting on the food she asked if I was interested in a 3sum with her girlfriend. I’m like…fuck yea! We pick up her friend, get to the hotel room and they decide to grab a quick shower together. Meanwhile, I hide my keys under the mattress, my wallet in some other location (can’t remember off hand where) and flop on the bed naked stroking Lil Big Man, happy as hell like a lil kid on Christmas morning. Of course I pass out before they get out of the shower.
Wake up in the morning, the girls are gone, my keys are gone, clothes are gone, look out the window buck ass naked and yup…you guessed it…my vehicle is gone! Luckily I had given the hotel a set of clothes to wash for me or I don’t know wtf I would have done. They also never found my wallet, so kudos to me for hiding it in a good spot lol.
Had to take a cab to work, got there a bit late obviously and immediately reported it to the cops. Who do I get? A female detective who just got a kick out of the whole story. Like I wasn’t already embarrassed enough lol. What pissed me off the most wasn’t that my vehicle was stolen, but that my golf clubs were in the back. I do have my priorities lol. I was playing a ton of golf at the time and was livid that I didn’t have my clubs. Fortunately they found my vehicle within a few days, arrested both of the girls along with one of their homies and was able to get it back immediately. Although, it needed cleaning due to there being cigarillo tobacco everywhere (I’m sure you can guess why) and my clubs were gone.
Silver lining? Not only did I get my vehicle back in one piece, but found out that my homeowners insurance covered the loss of my clubs and ended up with a complete brand new set of Pings from putter to driver and a new bag. I never admitted what actually happened to the boys at work, but they knew and boy did I get my balls busted for weeks.
Moral of the story? Never bring back strippers to your room when you’re exhausted & drunk. And if you do? Get a damn room that has a safe so you can lock up your keys and wallet.
I was working at Carrier in Syracuse at the time as a shop floor supervisor, I’m thinking around ‘98 or ‘99. The supervisor on the opposite shift of me was out on medical, so I was covering extra hours to help out. I had over 70 hours in by end of shift Friday and still had to go in first thing Saturday morning, so said fuck it and got a hotel room for the night instead of driving back to my house which was about an hour drive each way. I was so f’ing tired I felt like I was in a complete daze. Grabbed a six pack of Labatt Blue, checked into my room, gave the hotel my dirty clothes to wash for me, cracked open a cold one and grabbed a shower. After I had about 3 in me decided to head over to Lookers (strip club) on Salina. Welp…bad decision lol.
Got to the club, ended up hooking up with a dancer who was open to some OTC fun. Left the club, hit a drive thru for some munchies and while waiting on the food she asked if I was interested in a 3sum with her girlfriend. I’m like…fuck yea! We pick up her friend, get to the hotel room and they decide to grab a quick shower together. Meanwhile, I hide my keys under the mattress, my wallet in some other location (can’t remember off hand where) and flop on the bed naked stroking Lil Big Man, happy as hell like a lil kid on Christmas morning. Of course I pass out before they get out of the shower.
Wake up in the morning, the girls are gone, my keys are gone, clothes are gone, look out the window buck ass naked and yup…you guessed it…my vehicle is gone! Luckily I had given the hotel a set of clothes to wash for me or I don’t know wtf I would have done. They also never found my wallet, so kudos to me for hiding it in a good spot lol.
Had to take a cab to work, got there a bit late obviously and immediately reported it to the cops. Who do I get? A female detective who just got a kick out of the whole story. Like I wasn’t already embarrassed enough lol. What pissed me off the most wasn’t that my vehicle was stolen, but that my golf clubs were in the back. I do have my priorities lol. I was playing a ton of golf at the time and was livid that I didn’t have my clubs. Fortunately they found my vehicle within a few days, arrested both of the girls along with one of their homies and was able to get it back immediately. Although, it needed cleaning due to there being cigarillo tobacco everywhere (I’m sure you can guess why) and my clubs were gone.
Silver lining? Not only did I get my vehicle back in one piece, but found out that my homeowners insurance covered the loss of my clubs and ended up with a complete brand new set of Pings from putter to driver and a new bag. I never admitted what actually happened to the boys at work, but they knew and boy did I get my balls busted for weeks.
Moral of the story? Never bring back strippers to your room when you’re exhausted & drunk. And if you do? Get a damn room that has a safe so you can lock up your keys and wallet.
- Tomb8871
- 04-05-2026, 03:31 PM
Interesting that they were able to sell your clubs (unless they golfed themselves) but not your car. Must have figured you somehow had his money/wallet in car. Ever find out how much time they got, if any?
- Gently1981
- 04-05-2026, 04:08 PM
FBSM: Bought a barely used set of Pings around that time at that Play it Again Sports on Brewerton Rd. Near the airport. ummm??
Me running (jogging)from a fat pimp with cankles pales in comparison to two strippers who have the balls to steal a car.
Me running (jogging)from a fat pimp with cankles pales in comparison to two strippers who have the balls to steal a car.
- nygjones38
- 04-06-2026, 08:52 AM
oh boy, too many dumb things in my younger days. Craigslist days found an ad for a smokin hot black chick. Didn't do any homework and showed up to a shitty apartment complex in Albany to promptly get robbed by a dude threatening blackmail and openly admitted there was no girl and he was just catfishing.
- Billboatman10
- 04-06-2026, 05:12 PM
Got to close to a specific lady.
Got played
Blackmailed and pimp some how got my credit card
$1.000 in charges
Had to cancel card.
Never got close again
Learned by mistake
Got played
Blackmailed and pimp some how got my credit card
$1.000 in charges
Had to cancel card.
Never got close again
Learned by mistake
- Slickballz
- 04-06-2026, 06:58 PM
Lots of dumb mistakes. Too hard just to choose one. Like for example, choosing to continue with an appointment despite the girl looking UGLY AF, and then getting disappointed in the terrible service.
Or getting too close to a girl (or two) and sending them money because I felt bad for them, with them promising me an appt later in the week (which never happened).
Or getting too close to a girl (or two) and sending them money because I felt bad for them, with them promising me an appt later in the week (which never happened).
- FruitNinja
- 04-07-2026, 06:03 AM
Lots of dumb mistakes. Too hard just to choose one. Like for example, choosing to continue with an appointment despite the girl looking UGLY AF, and then getting disappointed in the terrible service.
Or getting too close to a girl (or two) and sending them money because I felt bad for them, with them promising me an appt later in the week (which never happened). Originally Posted by Slickballz
Oh man! I can't tell you the times I was happy about the fact that all I could see is the top of a head. Like the old saying goes: There's very few women that look bad with my dick in their mouths. Well I've met a few.