Here's a real story I know you fags will enjoy.
>Go out with dad for a jog one night
>The lock isn't working but we can't be assed to fix it so we leave it as is
>halfway through the jog my dad gets a call from my mom crying
>The house was broken into and there's shit strewn about everywhere
>We run all the way back in time for the police to get there
>The guard is explaining to them that just as we left two men came in
>We probably passed side by side and never even knew
>They didn't take anything but trashed the living room and master bedroom
>My room was seemingly untouched, the browser to /tg/ was still open even
>After consoling my mother and talking to the cops we settle down a bit
>I look over the entirety of my room when I realize that in fact something was different
>My closet door was open and there were blankets and socks on the floor
>The very same blankets and socks I had masturbated into three times a day for six months
>I didn't even notice the smell due to the relief that my family was safe and sound
>A few days later they tell us that they were south americans, but were never found.
>MFW the colombians found the cumrag closet
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I smiled, thanks anon.
"Hey esse? You should come and take a whiff of this room."
"What the fuck are you doing, man? We gotta grab and da---MIERDA!"
"I know right, this awful smell started to come out when I opened the closet."
"Goddamn it, we can't sell any of this cagada. Let's cut our losses and bolt."
"Si."