Owen’s 90 Day Fiancé: @Rutherford_b_Blaze Rapes India MEGATHREAD

[Milk74]

Uhhh, I just saw a post from @Rutherford_b_Blaze saying the benzos caused him to do something bad on the plane, but he deleted it?

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

Uhhh, I just saw a post from @Rutherford_b_Blaze saying the benzos caused him to do something bad on the plane, but he deleted it?

These are your delusions.

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

These are your delusions.

Actually it's an amusing anecdote but I should keep it vague because you never know which psycho here has access to government databases. I finally left Massachusetts but didn't exactly make it to India.

 

[Milk74]

Actually it's an amusing anecdote but I should keep it vague because you never know which psycho here has access to government databases. I finally left Massachusetts but didn't exactly make it to India.

Wtf? Just out with it already!

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

Wtf? Just out with it already!

I can't behave.

 

[Jenna]

I can't behave.

You raped a flight attendant didn't you?

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

You raped a flight attendant didn't you?

Line of the day!

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

Ok whatever I'll just tell it. It's been enough days now for it to become funny.
Benzos always make me hungry and when the food arrived I thought it tasted a little too good. Then I realized I was suddenly interested in talking to the old man next to me and it occured to me I may be in a bit of trouble.

Next thing I know I'm in an office in what looks to be McLeans Hospital in Massachusetts, a place I've been many times. Of course I wasn't in McLean's, I was in a French police station. I started yelling for Kafka (that's the name of my cat) and for my friend who is watching the cat. I then tried to push a computer off a desk and was firmly but gently subdued by some officers who explained to me calmly in English that I am in France and they were deciding whether to charge me with a crime. I requested the female officer leave the room because she was smirking at me and I think she did.

They then brought me to a mattress on a floor somewhere and let me sleep for a while. Soon it was time to rouse the corpse of Blaze for a "medical examination" where a doctor who barely spoke English asked me if I took anything. I told him Xanax. He asked if I wanted more Xanax and handed me some packaged Alazopram, I'm not sure the dosage, which I ate. Then I was led back to my bed for another nap.

After what seemed like a long time in another part of the police station I was informed I would be returning to the United States and two beautiful and polite female officers escorted me in a police van to the plane, where I was whisked past security and told my passport was with the pilot. I thanked the officers and was finally able to call my boss. I'm told my fiance was waiting for me for 5 hours with a bouquet of flowers. She has informed me that "her eyes have shattered from tears" I told my boss I took a pill and was detained and didn't really remember anything else, which is mostly true. He was relieved I was ok. I'm not exactly sure of the time frame but all this took place over a day or so. I have some documents in French explaining I was denied entry to France because I lacked a return ticket or money. That's not true but I guess I was not able to produce them. C'est la vie, my friends.

 

[Jenna]

Ok whatever I'll just tell it. It's been enough days now for it to become funny.
Benzos always make me hungry and when the food arrived I thought it tasted a little too good. Then I realized I was suddenly interested in talking to the old man next to me and it occured to me I may be in a bit of trouble.

Next thing I know I'm in an office in what looks to be McLeans Hospital in Massachusetts, a place I've been many times. Of course I wasn't in McLean's, I was in a French police station. I started yelling for Kafka (that's the name of my cat) and for my friend who is watching the cat. I then tried to push a computer off a desk and was firmly but gently subdued by some officers who explained to me calmly in English that I am in France and they were deciding whether to charge me with a crime. I requested the female officer leave the room because she was smirking at me and I think she did.

They then brought me to a mattress on a floor somewhere and let me sleep for a while. Soon it was time to rouse the corpse of Blaze for a "medical examination" where a doctor who barely spoke English asked me if I took anything. I told him Xanax. He asked if I wanted more Xanax and handed me some packaged Alazopram, I'm not sure the dosage, which I ate. Then I was led back to my bed for another nap.

After what seemed like a long time in another part of the police station I was informed I would be returning to the United States and two beautiful and polite female officers escorted me in a police van to the plane, where I was whisked past security and told my passport was with the pilot. I thanked the officers and was finally able to call my boss. I'm told my fiance was waiting for me for 5 hours with a bouquet of flowers. She has informed me that "her eyes have shattered from tears" I told my boss I took a pill and was detained and didn't really remember anything else, which is mostly true. He was relieved I was ok. I'm not exactly sure of the time frame but all this took place over a day or so. I have some documents in French explaining I was denied entry to France because I lacked a return ticket or money. That's not true but I guess I was not able to produce them. C'est la vie, my friends.

Did you pop a crazy amount of pills before the flight? Like I smoke a bit of weed before I fly to chill out but I'm not ingesting 7 pot brownies and going crazy.

Did you get fucked up with the chick who gave you road head on the way to the airport?

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

Did you pop a crazy amount of pills before the flight? Like I smoke a bit of weed before I fly to chill out but I'm not ingesting 7 pot brownies and going crazy.

Did you get fucked up with the chick who gave you road head on the way to the airport?

I guess I lost track of how many I took. Classic Blaze.

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

I'm 7 months sober from alcohol today though. One day at a time guys.

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

By the way I am not at all proud of my niggerish behavior. I'm embarrassed I did that. But it could have been worse and there's no use crying over spilt curry.

 

[Milk74]

You seriously don't deserve your potential desi bride. You will most likely spend the rest of your life alone until you're buried in your tiny kids sized coffin.

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

You seriously don't deserve your potential desi bride. You will most likely spend the rest of your life alone until you're buried in your tiny kids sized coffin.

Harsh but fair.

 

[Milk74]

Harsh but fair.

Do you even feel sorry for that poor girl?

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

Do you even feel sorry for that poor girl?

Yes of course. I'm not a sociopath. I made a mistake.

 

[gassers]

Ok whatever I'll just tell it. It's been enough days now for it to become funny.
Benzos always make me hungry and when the food arrived I thought it tasted a little too good. Then I realized I was suddenly interested in talking to the old man next to me and it occured to me I may be in a bit of trouble.

Next thing I know I'm in an office in what looks to be McLeans Hospital in Massachusetts, a place I've been many times. Of course I wasn't in McLean's, I was in a French police station. I started yelling for Kafka (that's the name of my cat) and for my friend who is watching the cat. I then tried to push a computer off a desk and was firmly but gently subdued by some officers who explained to me calmly in English that I am in France and they were deciding whether to charge me with a crime. I requested the female officer leave the room because she was smirking at me and I think she did.

They then brought me to a mattress on a floor somewhere and let me sleep for a while. Soon it was time to rouse the corpse of Blaze for a "medical examination" where a doctor who barely spoke English asked me if I took anything. I told him Xanax. He asked if I wanted more Xanax and handed me some packaged Alazopram, I'm not sure the dosage, which I ate. Then I was led back to my bed for another nap.

After what seemed like a long time in another part of the police station I was informed I would be returning to the United States and two beautiful and polite female officers escorted me in a police van to the plane, where I was whisked past security and told my passport was with the pilot. I thanked the officers and was finally able to call my boss. I'm told my fiance was waiting for me for 5 hours with a bouquet of flowers. She has informed me that "her eyes have shattered from tears" I told my boss I took a pill and was detained and didn't really remember anything else, which is mostly true. He was relieved I was ok. I'm not exactly sure of the time frame but all this took place over a day or so. I have some documents in French explaining I was denied entry to France because I lacked a return ticket or money. That's not true but I guess I was not able to produce them. C'est la vie, my friends.

Charles de gaulle airport has a lot of connecting flights to pajeetland. Was it a connecting flight? How did you end up in france?

You didn't look at your ticket before boarding the plane? Just curious brotherman.

Edit: Just looked up boston to new delhi flights, and yes paris is the connecting airport.

 

[Rutherford_b_Blaze]

I'm willing to try for round two and so are the other parties involved but I don't know if I'm on a no fly list or something now.

 

[gassers]

I'm willing to try for round two and so are the other parties involved but I don't know if I'm on a no fly list or something now.

It is extremely unlikely if you weren't severely violent towards anyone.

And you are white as fuck, those things are for shitskin third worlders like Ooga anyways.

 

[Milk74]

Charles de gaulle airport has a lot of connecting flights to pajeetland. Was it a connecting flight? How did you end up in france?

You didn't look at your ticket before boarding the plane? Just curious brotherman.

Edit: Just looked up boston to new delhi flights, and yes paris is the connecting airport.

You're a fucking psycho if you actually took the time to look that up...