Posted on 01/16/2013 7:28:53 PM PST by doug from upland
I don’t think he fabricated the woman. He made up some details and combined aspects of other relationships. But the actual woman does exist. A bit different here.
What’s a Manti Te’o?
Seems like this guy pulled a Jan Brady..can anyone confirm that “George Glass” is a real person
I don’t understand how he could have been in love with a woman he never met face to face? I understand getting attached to pen pals but that’s not the same as a romantic relationship with the opposite sex. It sounds like total BS to me.
Probably a lot more than before the internet.
As far as I know Johnny Manziel isn't really Scooby Doo. Anything else fake in that photo?
Who?
BFD.
RIP Lennay Kekua. I bet she is in Heaven playing golf with Nicole Brown’s real killer and John Titor.
The chatboard on ESPN is going insane. Funny as hell.
http://espn.go.com/ncf/conversations/_/id/8851033/story-manti-teo-girlfriend-death-apparently-hoax
Is her last name “Tuttle” by any chance?
/obscure M*A*S*H reference
I find the whole story just ridiculous and my girlfriend Kate Upton agrees.
...so are the fark/photoshop boards
I was blue and lonely,
I couldn’t sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious
If I’d had to much to drink
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere,
And each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation
Were growing in me head
I needed inspiration,
A brand new start in life,
Somewhere to place affection,
But I didn’t want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw
In a special magazine
An ad that was unusual,
The like I’d never seen,
“Experience something different
With our new imported toy,
She’s loving, warm, inflatable
And a guarantee of joy”
She came all wrapped in cardboard,
All pink and shriveled down
A breath of air was all she needed
To make her lose that frown
I took her to the bedroom
And pumped her with some life,
And later in a moment
That girl became my wife
And so I sit her in the corner
And sometimes stroke her hair
And when I’m feeling naughty
I blow her up with air
She’s cuddly and she’s bouncy,
She’s like a rubber ball,
I bounce her in the kitchen
And I bounce her in the hall
And now my life is different
Since Sally came my way
I wake up in the morning
And have her on a tray
She’s everything they say she was
And I wear a permanent grin,
And I only have to worry
In case my girl wears thin
So does my wife, Morgan Fairchild.
Yes, it has to be said. Laz would hit it.
A John Titor reference. Great.
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