Why Me?

It’s actually the title of a movie I worked on. My friends working on the movie didn’t believe me until one of them was at my house when he called… My own friends didn’t believe me, until one of them was over when he called – yes, you read that right, twice. It’s hard to believe a “sex symbol” married to a stunning actress, would be stupid enough to stalk me. He did, until I caught him on his hands and knees crawling around my front steps at 1am and called the police. I’d thought it was smoking hot 1988 computer skills that ‘enamored him’, but he was just another horny, sick fuck. Is there a pattern here?

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