coreyweekley
351.365 : misdirect
It was a long road back from Bangladesh. By the time the sedatives wore off, I was handcuffed to a primitive toilet in a back house of a small village gang hideout . It took me a week to regain the days leading up to my kidnapping. I remember answering a craigslist ad for a sigma 24mm f1.8 lens and meeting them at a remote location, only to find myself in the back of a trunk and watching my mini speed off with a guy who looked oddly like me. The only difference between him and I seemed to be his long shaggy hair.
I'll spare you the details, but traveling internationally without a passport and money has its' challenges. It's amazing the kind of street cred you can garner from a single game of russian roulette style poker with an Algerian drug lord. On the last leg of the trip, I had 3 weeks while stowed away in a cargo container on a ship headed to Guatemala to think about how I was to exact my revenge on this long haired conman who slipped himself into my life as my clone.
Again, concealing the details for obvious reasons, I'm going to enjoy disposing of this impostor. I am back, people. And I have much catching up to do. Out of all of this, I can't believe he picked up my 365 as if it were his own. This guy was committed to the long (haired) con.
351.365 : misdirect
It was a long road back from Bangladesh. By the time the sedatives wore off, I was handcuffed to a primitive toilet in a back house of a small village gang hideout . It took me a week to regain the days leading up to my kidnapping. I remember answering a craigslist ad for a sigma 24mm f1.8 lens and meeting them at a remote location, only to find myself in the back of a trunk and watching my mini speed off with a guy who looked oddly like me. The only difference between him and I seemed to be his long shaggy hair.
I'll spare you the details, but traveling internationally without a passport and money has its' challenges. It's amazing the kind of street cred you can garner from a single game of russian roulette style poker with an Algerian drug lord. On the last leg of the trip, I had 3 weeks while stowed away in a cargo container on a ship headed to Guatemala to think about how I was to exact my revenge on this long haired conman who slipped himself into my life as my clone.
Again, concealing the details for obvious reasons, I'm going to enjoy disposing of this impostor. I am back, people. And I have much catching up to do. Out of all of this, I can't believe he picked up my 365 as if it were his own. This guy was committed to the long (haired) con.