Elle a dit oui à un gangster ! - SIP & GOSSIP #21 (ft. Theodora)

Hello and welcome to this new episode of Sip & Gossip. Today, I have an exceptional guest, a queen, a boss lady. I'm with Theodora.

Boss lady! It's me, man.

I love it, I'm so happy you're here.

I'm so happy to be here.

You're so beautiful. You have to say it right away, you're so beautiful.

It's a twin, twin, twin.

I feel really touched, you've made yourself beautiful for me, for the show.

Well, did you see that? Yes, really.

We've given each other crazy.

I have dates, they don't do that.

Ah, well, you know, at the same time, they're not better than me.

I suggest, if you want to start, Solène, I love you very, very much. Friends, I think today's stories are drama-tele-novela. And when I say drama, I mean flying objects, although I don't recommend it. Fortunately for me, my phone is protected with a shell ofdegree air cushion. It's a bit like if your phone had an airbag. And for invisible damage, Rhinoshield also thought about it. Basically, the structure redirects impacts away from sensitive components. So your phone fits better than you after a

very wet evening. Oops! There you go, still alive. Like your embarrassing anecdotes, after all. And for a slightly more classic style, there's also the Solid X, which is the evolution of the Solid Suit, with its reinforced corners, full of colors, and MaxSafe compatible. And finally, all RhinoShield shells are eco-friendly, 100% recyclable, and designed for durability. Clean, solid, and stylish.

Like you, I hope. So if you want to protect your waist like I protect myself from your suspicious anecdotes. You have less than 10% with my code SHIPIDIS on all the Rhinofield sites. The link is in the description. Go for it! And we'll be back to read you. What does it say to you at this moment? Tell me. Well, life, in fact ... It explodes in boxes, it does a lot of things.

Frankly, it does, it does, it's exciting. Frankly, it's amazing, everything that's going on. I'm very happy, very grateful. I'm in a hurry to go on vacation. You're going? I don't know yet where, but I'm going. You're taking a week or two?

No, I'm taking a week, but a real week. A week where I do everything. Oh no, you're going to stand up, you're going to drink everything.

You're going to disconnect.

Maybe that's what I'm supposed to do on vacation.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do on holidays. I don't sleep in the air! No, no, no, I sleep outside. I'm a sleeper. Well, you're right.

I have those. And I have little boxes in case you don't find your happiness. There are so many. The Miss Daman.

Miss Daman is cute. He's good too. Actually, he looks like Mathieu.

I admit he's really my favorite. Oh yeah? It's so good. It's true that it has the taste of Cassis Violet. It's incredible.

Oh wait, maybe it does.

Yes, there is a Cassis Violet.

I think I'll take yours.

Come on!

You stop pretending.

It just smells so good.

Oh, it smells really good!

Oh yeah, it's someone. A little perfume. of all the nonsense and I suggest you be the first to read It's simple, you can scroll you have a second page and you just have to click on the story and you can choose I saw titles, you are in one

Oh my god

People are crazy I'm not the only one, it's not Macomu, it's not me it's people who go through there, who find the site

and they are like, oh I just want to add stuff Wow, I don't know what I... I think I'll take one What's the name? Because... It reminds me of a story I lived

Oh wow

I want to know what happened

Wait, because all the titles are catastrophic

What's your story?

So no, but it's...

My sperm box was stolen

Is that your story?

No, but it's not my story I don't have a sperm box You remember a story? Yeah I'd like to remember a story You know, in high school, guys are so stupid Honestly, there was a guy in my class He had an asperm bottle

No, stop I swear, it's true He had an asperm bottle He brought it back, did he talk about it or did you see it? No, but one day, I was posting my picture He sent me a video of his asperm bottle a little more. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know you! Yeah, and maybe you should stop too. Yeah, stop! Why do that? There was a story where there was a guy who did that in small pots, like a yogurt, and he kept it in his closet. In fact, it seems to be more common

than we think. I think there are a little megalomaniacs behind it. Yeah, it's up to you, you keep it. You put it in small boxes My sperm box was stolen. Hello Magla, and hello to her guest, who I am sure is great. He already knew.

You're doing well, Lydia. It's a drag.

I am a 24-year-old woman, and this story takes place when I was 16 and I started my sexual life. But it's an A-Wage! We were the same age!

It happened to me too when I was 16.

It's crazy! Yeah, always an always, but yeah. More and more, I think there are clues that come close to your story. It's weird, isn't it? Are there managers who leaked information, maybe? Maybe they put your story in it, we don't know.

Maybe. We're starting to find each other creepy. At the time, my little friend and I had decided to go through the CAP together. To do our first time. I was lucky to have a great boy to live that. And it went really well. So we started doing crack crack. Cooking. Go world.

Regularly. With, of course, always the holy hood to protect us.

Protect you, that's it.

Very well protected.

When we were at his house, the crack crack hood was not a problem. His mother was very nice and knew that we had a sexual life. Honestly, a mom chill'm a good mom. Good mom.

So, the coat went to the trash and we didn't talk about it anymore. The problem was at home. My parents are absolutely not open about it. Even quite Catholic. So I was hiding my bisexual life. And since they were quite strict,

I had a hole that fell on a coat in a trash can at home. Why didn't they put the coats in a little tissue, I don't know.

Yeah, you hide it in a towel.

Yeah, you put it in a towel and you throw it away.

It's not easy. I don't know. Maybe you don't think about it.

I also think more about a toilet paper. Nobody is going to open a toilet paper.

Damn, that's smart. I hide things too well. The tips! You were doing stupid things I love my parents Thank you for loving me like that I'm sorry for all the stupid things I did when I was younger You're going to tell us about it, I'm telling you right now You're not going to cut it at all

At first, my boyfriend brought the hoodies with him to his house In his pocket? It must have stank in his pocket

To throw them away This method worked until the day when On the way home, he was caught by a friend who forced him to play football. So he played football with his coat in his pocket. It was super weird.

Panic! He had used coats in the pocket of his jeans. It was time for me to find an alternative. And then, I put on my desk a solution. The box of my iPhone. It's disgusting but guys, you put it everywhere

the smell of mold in the iPhone box I don't understand

but the iPhone box is so not... at least a Tupperware

no, it's not better, I swear it's not better

yeah but it's better than an iPhone box

there's already food that went into the Tupperware but after there will be nothing it's the box with the hood But the problem is that I'll never eat in a Tupperware again, that's how it is You're right, you don't know how to do it It's like in hotels, you don't know what people do in hotels

It's like someone said, you shouldn't put purple rays in hotels

Yeah, apparently it's disgusting

And don't make tea either There was a girl on TikTok, Petite Apartheid, who explained that she cleans in hotels She found dirty underpants in the boilers. People boil to clean. It traumatized me, I don't drink tea anymore.

I often drink tea in hotels. Bring your boiler, bring yours. It's crazy to do that. People are overdoing it. The underpants in the bathtub, people will drink tea while entering the hotel.

The box of my iPhone didn't attract my parents' attention. It was just an empty box. And most of all, the fact that it's thick and well closed, it's hidden the smell.

Oh...

She planned to keep it in there forever!

BINGO!

Honestly, it's crazy because it's in cardboard, so it's just going to absorb the smell, it's just going to stink too. It wasn't an irregular event! That's how we started filling this box of used coats. They did it even more times.

How many are in there? I want to know. I don't know, it disgusts me. I'm sorry if they didn't put the numbers, but there were a lot of people in there.

She's greedy.

It's true.

The smell was horrible. Every time we opened it to add one, we'd close our nose.

Oh no, no, no, no. That means it's been a long time and there are a lot of them.

No, and you know when it starts to smell like that, I don't know why you don't say it. At least empty from time to time. Yes, that's it. Thursday is the day of the hood. In fact, they are 16 years old, they are not 5 years old. Frankly, you are responsible, you are big enough to crack crack, you are big enough to throw it in the right place. It disgusts me. My boyfriend, oh no, there is worse again. My boyfriend kindly made me understand that it was time to say goodbye to this smelly hair and that it was anyway soon full of rhabors.

The elimination of this box was a commando mission because it was not necessary that my family discover the supercherry. Yes, I was a little paranoid. I decided to take it one morning, by taking the bus from high school, telling myself that I would throw it on the way. I do that. Except that on the way, no trash. No way I would go to high school with the asperm box on me. Honestly, at least it's good that

it was quite reasonable in her head, because she wasn't like that from the beginning. There is a conscience that is starting to develop. The frontal lobe is starting to develop. So there it starts to develop, the frontal lobe starts to grow a little, it's perfect. So I decide to hide it. I live in a small village where there are small fountains, a little everywhere. And at this time of year, they are empty.

So I put my box in the back of a fountain, telling myself that I would get it on the way back. To find another solution. The day goes by, great, I go home, and I think about getting the box. I lean on the fountain to get it, and then, horror, it disappeared. It was predictable, you leave an iPhone box in the forest.

Someone says to themselves, there's an iPhone.

Yeah.

You look in there, there's someone who got the iPhone box in a big, gray hole. Capote. The worst thing is that I think it's worse for the person who got it in the forest than for the person who just lost a box of condoms like that.

No one knows if it's a real one. No one knows. I hope no one does weird things with it. Someone may have thought they were lucky enough to see an abandoned iPhone. I panic a little and I think maybe it's for the best. With a little thought for the person who thought he had a super new phone and discovered a box full of used hoodies. Later, my parents found out that I was sexually active

by searching in my private diary. Wait, wait, my beautiful, you hide your hoodies so much, but your private diary is outside. No, but she says to herself, no one touches it. No, I swear no. No, it's a rule.

But wait, wait, I find that if you take so much time to hide your hoodies... You don't mark them. You know you don't mark them on your diary. It would be a very bad thing to do. I don't know, hide them under the floor, I don't know. But anyway, bad idea. But if you have something to hide, it has to be written nowhere.

After a somewhat complicated period, I was finally able to throw the hoods in the trash.

So now it's good. and now they're like, we can't do it any other way, so you throw it away. It's cool, at least it can clean it.

That's it, that's it. Ah, I have a moment of history, 16. Honestly, 16 years old guys, we hid it better.

Ah, frankly, effort. Not in an iPhone box. In fact, it's there to fill up, to do something clean at least. It's not just the iFun box that bothers me, it's how much it has continued to live in time.

This box existed, it filled up rapidly.

It had a name and a conscience, the box. It's crazy, the box had time to take mold, to mix the smells, to macerate.

I don't know.

Especially when they say, when they open the box, they close their nose. It means that it really had to be there for a long time. And it means that it had been a while since they knew it was time to get rid of it too. No, you let things hang out for too long, it's not possible.

You like to eat, but you don't want to digest it afterwards. You have to accept everything when you want to eat when you're hungry. You have to find good solutions, you know. What's the deal with that? I don't encourage greed. We encourage happiness. And that everyone has a good life.

And don't put hoods in the iPhone cases.

No, we avoid that.

That's a no. Oh, but the stories. Monopoly, misunderstanding and naked guys. The day I sent a child to the butcher to save my skin. Oh, there are some good ones. Honestly, for consciousness, it's not crazy.

But sometimes they confess real things. And I think they confessed it only there. Sometimes they say, well, I didn't tell anyone, it's only here. It's like the videos where people have to give a secret by being shot on TikTok.

Have you ever seen that?

No, I've never seen that.

They have to give a secret, they are shot like that, there is a microphone and everything. They all say a secret, anonymously. There are people who say crazy things. are a bit weird. My Blabla Car had a gun. Come on, that's wow. Commentary from the production team looks like a nightmare. Oh la la, it's going to be so good.

Hi Magla, and your exceptional guest to not have guessed.

Hiiii, thank you Mimi.

After several months of hesitation, I finally decide to submit this story to CIPEN Gossip. For the context, I am a 28-by-side lives, you know. For 10 years of monthly use of the site, no problem,

with the exception of the following story. A little info before continuing, it is of public notoriety in my close circle that I have absolutely no survival instinct. Ah, it starts very badly. Ah, my dear. Ah my darling, no love there. Honestly, today we have no choice. Today the world is hard outside.

We're going to have to have a little survival instinct anyway.

You have to develop it after this show. You're going to have your anecdote, we're going to give you some tips. I'm the kind of person to get in the car of a stranger. Well no.

Say it's the first step not to do it.

You're supposed to be afraid of low. It's a first thing we say. It's the first thing your mother says to you. No, she doesn't lie. Who offers to take me home because he sees me struggling with the groceries or going to smoke joints at a guy I met at the dog park. Yes, I know, I'm at the mercy of a Darwin Award. But what do you want?

I'm curious. It's not being curious, it's being unconscious. It's not all for the plot sometimes. a winter evening in Normandy, in the rain, because Normandy, in the cold, because Normandy, in a lost parking lot in a small town. I'm 23, 24 years old at the time. How old is she? 28, that was 4 years ago. She's already big, she's not telling me about the time of the interview,

in 3.4, that worries me.

28, she still doesn't have it, she said.

Hmm, worrying.

Strength. I can't wait to get home because tonight is Raclette's. Oh yeah, I get it. I wait in the parking lot for my driver BlaBlaCar and I check the app every two seconds to be sure I don't miss his car because I know absolutely nothing about cars. I vaguely know how to differentiate a formula from a kangoo

but it stops there.

You're hilarious! You might die soon but you're really funny.

Oh!

No, I didn waiting for a classic family car. It's a white Iveco truck, like a pedo ice cream vendor who stopped in front of me. It's not the same car at all. Well, even I know how to make the difference. I tell myself that the guy is maybe a worker who had to keep his professional vehicle. After all, why not? A first red diode lights up in my head. I called Chris because he looked a lot like the old youtuber Minute Papillon. I don't have the ref. I think I see who it is.

I don't think I see. He gets out of his truck, phone in hand, super angry, without saying hello or anything. He opens the back door. Well, just run, right? I put my bag in the truck and sit next to him when he hangs up. Yes, sorry, the guy we have that lights up in my head and we go to the meeting place. The second car driver we find at the stop,

who we will call Dustin because he was dressed like the guy from Stranger Things. It's starting to be a bit like Pen Flip or what?

I don't understand.

He's a little student, 19 years old at most.

Aww!

Tiny, tiny cat. The cutie. Chris took an extra luggage. Just a reminder, we're driving in a empty truck. It's fine, it's not Air France, it's fine.

The guy in stone, Mr. Kay.

Horrible person. Chris starts to get really angry and Dustin sits next to me in the front of the truck and we take the road. If you don't visualize this kind of small truck, there are three seats in the front,

so Chris is driving, me, Dustin. Chris really starts to get angry and chained Dustin, telling him how disrespectful his behavior is. Dustin tries to calm down, makes a low profile, and says, Calm down, man. We can talk. Beginner's strategic mistake!

Never tell a mad guy to calm down. Chris breaks a cable and starts yelling at Dustin. Open quotation marks.

What?

I calm down? I calm down? But you know, if I ever want to, I stop on the side of the road, I'm going to hit you in the face and I'll leave you for dead, no one will find you, I have a gun in my trunk, so don't look for me, okay? Why is he such a toxic guy? He's in a more emotional storm now.

Wow!

But it's not okay!

Only megalomaniac guys!

But you have to calm down, bro. What's that? Is it because he has a van? I think it's because he has a gun. I started to realize that I was going to end up in the winter events tomorrow morning. But the worst thing is that I won't have my raclette. It's true that it's serious.

The worst thing is that she is in this situation and she only thinks about her raclette. She just wants to go home and eat. My beautiful survival instinct. STP, not the storm. Cheese. I understand a little.

I understand.

By some miracle of climbing, Dustin. Chris calms down a bit, but we're still not out of danger because his driving is disastrous. Turning around on a highway sign because he got the wrong exit, for example. He's in GTA. I don't have a license,

so I don't have the REF, but I get that it looks dangerous to drive on the highway. It's a bingo, man. We have one hour left, we are alone on the highway at night, in the middle of nowhere. Dustin nods his head in silence because he cares about life.

Except that I have a little, big, social justice warrior side and I like to debate. And referring to the beginning of the text, I have no survival instinct. I start contradicting Chris, opposing his arguments, and Dustin looks at me like he's saying, but it's not okay, right? Dustin, if you're listening to this testimony, I'm sorry for my hard head.

A little personal pride that I allow myself to flex, instead of getting angry, Chris accepts all my arguments and ends up saying, yes, you're right, And at that moment, I seriously consider a professional conversion in negotiation or diplomacy. It's funny.

Yeah, it's true.

I like it. The rest of the journey goes on calmly. Well, as calmly as a journey can go on when the guy on your left threatens to kill the guy on your right. And we finally arrive in the city of my parents. Dustin and I set foot on the farm, safe and sound.

Phew.

When we get our things, Chris says he wants to show us something. No, it never ends. But he believes he's in the United States, this photo? He's a dummy.

What gun on gun? He really believes he's not doing anything wrong.

He needs to prove something. He lifts the mattress in his truck. There's a gun underneath. I won't try to say which one. I'm as good at guns as I am at cars. Chris looks at us with a big smile. Little jump in the future to tell you the after of this story, because I know you'll have questions. The same evening, after talking to my mother, I decide to report Chris to Blablacar.

Well yes, he is dangerous, just in case Dustin doesn't do it because he's too scared, which he would understand. Little shout out to Blablacar's team, who were on top. They believed me immediately, they fired him from the platform and offered me a psychological cell and told me that they would offer the same thing as Dustin. I didn't think there would be such a good reaction from Blablacar I was going to say customer service, like, yes, okay, we'll put it on hold and we'll see Too good, bravo Blablacar Last little break for the road, the next morning I receive a text from Chris asking me if I was the one who reported Blablacar

I block the number, you did well For my part, everything is fine I unfortunately have... But the harasser move Dude, he sent a direct message. Is that you? Is that you? The anguish and everything you've been through. The anguish, the village and everything. You have the parents, it's the parents who live there.

Yeah, and in addition, village, you quickly find people.

Yeah, everyone knows each other.

Honestly.

Well, for my part, everything is fine. I unfortunately lived much worse in my life. Courage, Bichette. I often tell this story and I prefer to laugh about it. I speak openly about it because I moved. Okay, that's fine. So Chris no longer knows where I live today. I especially hope that Dustin is doing well because he's in the middle of all this.

But maybe it's Dustin who took everything. I hope you enjoyed my story. PS, if this story makes its way to the show, I know my wife will listen to it with me. So, little kiss to you, my beautiful. I'm sorry for the early white hair you have because of my inability to go to the danger of headbanging. PS2, the raclette was good.

Too cute for the little girl.

I love it.

The lovers exist again, frankly.

Oh no, too cute. The story was so good. Well, you almost died. It's in those moments that I say that I have limits. You know, get in people's cars and guys, if you don't feel it, you don't feel it. Even if it's a blackout you took, you don't feel it. In fact, you're supposed to have something in your body that says,

mm-mm, red flag. Normally you feel it. There, the red flags, even when you didn't have them in your body, in history, well... You literally have it in front of you. A guy who looks like that, red flag. She didn't get anything. But I think she must have other stories. Send us the other stories, because you seem to have an inability to not have a plot.

Yeah, me too.

Wow, the stress for the end.

Oh no, but horrible. I would have panicked. But then continue to tell us your stories in Cambodian. I remind you that there is a website that has been developed. So don't hesitate, magla.fr and you have for Flip N Go Slip and Sip N Gossip. Hmm, hmm, in a bad-bye love story mode, I said yes to a gangster. I want to know. Ok, I want that.

I'm asking myself, wait. Oh, no comment from the production.

So, what's up?

She leaves us a little suspense. Ok. Hello Magla and hello to the guest, Mister. Hello.

I'm Mister. Jean-Sufire is a great shippee too, max, max, don't worry about it. Why do you think she's here on this armchair? Well, yes, well said. We only have hippies here.

Today I'm taking you on a journey that dates back to 2022, when I was a student, in exchange for a university at the other end of the world. That night, with my friends, we decided to go out to celebrate the end of the semester, and therefore also soon the end of our exchange. We land in a club we don't know, she pays for the entrance with the promise of free drinks.

Well, yes, it attracted.

Red Flag!

Never a bad idea.

If it's free, it's you the producer. It's like free for women, up to an hour. Red Flag!

It's for Apathé, that.

Yeah, that's true. The rats that we are, what do you want? We say yes. I understand. Sometimes I've already said yes to that too. Honestly, yes. Normal, really normal. Normal.

Sometimes you're there, you don't have too much money, you're like, well, it's free, we can go. You see, you say, at least, go ahead, I drank a little at home, there I have a little glass, you're out. Here I am out.

Ah yeah, I'm already... Miskin, he's not far away. Globulon. But since she's too shy to go talk to him, we just stay in the other corner. Honestly, I'm really into her. I'm really into her. It's too hard sometimes. It's too much.

You know, the guy is handsome and all, you don't know what to say.

But you don't know what to do, you're in front of him. I look bad, while the people I'm with, there's nothing. Ultra friendly, no worries, I think it's the pressure.

I think there's something weird in my thesis. Because I don't have any pressure, at no time, never with any woman or anything, and just because there aren't many guys I find beautiful. While there are a lot of women I find beautiful. I have a lot of women I find beautiful and that impress me. I'm less impressed for real. I can still be myself.

But if I come across a handsome guy...

I see what you mean. What's not stupid is...

Oh my God, I'm thinking, what am I saying? What am I saying? Am I still funny? Is it time to show that I'm smart? I don't know.

Too many questions. The RP becomes hard now. Oh yeah? Too shy, really. There are boys, it can go, or I can go a little bit, even if I seem to be closed. But girls, no, I can't even talk, nothing.

Oh yeah?

I think there's even something about boys, sometimes I don't care.

You didn't answer me.

I don't care.

We have a little boss lady here.

In fact, there has to go back to their own life. And that's it. And in fact, it's not deep. Sometimes when you're younger, you're like, I'm going to get a rake and everything. Whereas in reality, it's really not deep to get a rake.

But you're just laughing.

Even me, in fact, if you have a lot of money or you try, it's true that it doesn't work and in fact, you don't even know anymore.

Yeah.

You're right, it's good.

Frankly, chill. You really have to be chill in life. On my side, I vaguely notice that the staff of the club makes frenetic back and forth to bring bottles to a nearby table. So, Globul is part of it. But I don't expect more than that. A little later in the evening, Globul crosses the crowd to come and talk to me.

Oh, well, that's it.

Fate, frankly, sorry, forgot the title. It's crazy. While my girlfriend is looking at me with big eyes, wondering why her crush wants to talk to me. Oh no, it's not the right one. Yeah, it's the other one.

Oh no, I'm disgusted for her.

These are things that hurt the heart. You know, there are things that go wrong in a relationship, there are friendships that break because of stupider things. You have to do a pass-dé. Yeah, you have to... I don't know. You have to do something, you have to do a little dribble, I don't know, you have to do something. The music is deafening, but I can understand that he wants to introduce me to one of his friends.

Ok, it's fine.

It's not for him.

Yeah, but then the girlfriend can even... with his friend, I think it's good. Sitting in the square right next to me, I look at myself and I cast a discreet eye. And I see him. A strong guy, intense look, arms open, tattooed, who let us know that his torso was just as big.

Hey, yeah!

Fat from the motorcycle!

Oh yeah!

Imagine that!

I'm shocked!

Wow! Yeah, I'm shocked First look, she's like What does he have on his chest?

I'd like to see his t-shirt

We're going to call her Kraken

Wow, Kraken why?

Why Kraken my beautiful? But this time, in order to have fun with my friends rather than flirting, I decline the invitation and Globule leaves again Ok, that's what she wants, that's good Good friend What just happened intrigued me So I start to observe their table and Globule leave again, drunk. Ok, that's what she wants, that's good. Good girlfriend.

Boss lady. What just happened intrigued me. So I start observing their table. And the more I look at it, the more the atmosphere around them seems strange to me. The bottles are linked to their tables,

without them having time to finish the previous one. And at each new bottle, it's Kraken who tries to forget Globule. Weird. paid at the counter. So everything is hidden. No, that's weird, my dear. But most of all, the club staff is on permanent alert around them. The bartenders anticipate their orders, security avoids Kraken's gaze, and the waiters turn their eyes away as soon as he approaches.

It looks like he's untouchable. One head sign is enough for someone to execute themselves. And the girls around? They dance. They laugh. But as soon as Kraken lifts her chin, she moves away. Like she's breathing in silence. It's not popularity, it's power. But in fact, it's all about megalomaniacs.

What are these guys? What are these shitty raclots?

You come across weird people. But that's just a red flag, my dear. I hope you... I didn't say anything The story continues You know the problem is that Babel saw everything in front of you You shouldn't go You know, you're not going to look for him at home anyway

You have the power One hour passes and Globul comes back This time he invites my girlfriend and me But he comes back Globul really wants to He really wants to

Obviously I accept For her, of course I have to say that Globul was really not bad I admit Ok In real life, a good friend's move

It's a beautiful Globul

But she's not alone, it's ok

They are together

Their party is not over yet, so it's good When we get to their table, Kraken literally makes all the other girls who were dancing around them leave

This move is weird, you saw? It's very weird

And it's a mega-low-man move Why do you have girls dancing around you like that and going away? Yeah, like, get out of here. There are a lot of weird guys when they have squares. Like, as soon as the guys have money, or they feel like they have power and everything, sometimes they try to prove too much. They have said the spirits. Not a word, not a look, they were just gone.

I swear, we were not on Wattpad. I love it, it's a dark romance Yeah, you see, it's a white pad story time gangster In a box

It's true that it could be so much like that, I already see the cover Of course, I already see it well I sit next to him and I realize quickly that he hardly speaks English So, it's Globul who plays the translators We talk, we ask each other questions And I end up asking him what he does in life

He looks me straight in the eyes and simply answers Mafia Run my beautiful And he's a bit Matrixed Yes, and the fact that he says it, he wants you to feel that he has power, etc.

I think he's a bit in the Matrix, where he wants to be in a bad boy mode

He believes himself in a movie, he believes in Fifty Shades of Grey

Bad boy, I can't say more, but just mafia

I'm too mysterious I hate it. Then he explodes with laughter with globules. Suddenly, I laugh too. A little nervously. I tell myself that it's probably a joke. In fact, you knew. Frankly, we're not going to lie to you, because you told us earlier that you already found it crazy how the bottles were flowing.

So in fact, my beautiful, there are signs. You saw, she knew. There are only signs. Just to accept it? Admit that you accepted it, and it's not a big deal. Sometimes we do stupid things.

You have to be honest with yourself.

But what disarms me is that Kraken is of irreproachable politeness. Despite his look, despite the place, he keeps his distance, does not force me to do anything, speaks to me gently. He even blushes at times.

Frankly, in terms of behavior, it may be? So you're maybe a little too disappointed.

We saw some red flags. Wow! How did you manage to say no red flags? She says for the moment.

For the moment!

There are already plenty of them.

What are the red flags that you identify? The bar is very low.

But that's it. She sees one red flag out of five. When the party ends, we exchange contacts. My girlfriend is globul too and everyone goes home. Oh yeah, so it gets even more serious. It's not even a one-night stand thing.

No, really, they're so nice, they're going to end up together. Maybe you'll be the Duchess of the Mafia. Ok, I got it, I got it. She's a real matrician. She already following days, Kraken and I discuss a bit.

But since he doesn't speak English, we try as hard as we can to exchange in his language.

Oh yeah, it's a bit of a hassle.

I use translators and we get by. In the meantime, I completely forget this mafia story. Oh, you just wanted to forget it. Yeah, that's it, you remembered what you had in mind, really. The next Friday, I go back to the club, this time to celebrate the end of my trip since I was going to return to France the following week. I write to Kraken to find out if he's around.

Usually, I use a special translator for this country. More precise, but slow. That night, I'm going to use Google Translate for more efficiency. What a mistake. He tells me he's not there, that he's at home and that he doesn't go out often in general. That the clubs are not his thing. He describes himself as a gamer and a geek.

I'm such a geek. Yeah, it's like it's the best, but it's the worst. We know them.

I'm so happy, I tell him something like, don't worry, I like gamers. And I have a wink. Oh no, the exchanges are too good. Hey, but bravo, wow! How old are you? Because you are already a bit corny. She is not more than twenty, twenty-three, twenty-four.

Ah, that's why it was a bit, I think. I don't know, early in my life. The conversation spreads a bit. I have trouble understanding some of these answers that seem out of context compared to what they were telling me just before. So I just tell myself that it's Google Translate that is as drunk as me. The next day, more lucid, I read our messages again and I decide to go back to the right translator to try to better understand what he had tried to tell me the day before.

And there, the word gamer becomes gangster! And geek becomes freak!

But yeah! He said, I'm a freak!

But yeah!

Wait, but how is it? What language is changing like that?

But how could it have been so switched?

I think she was just too drunk.

Yeah, you just put the autograph on the thing. Yeah, you were just too drunk. I'm sorry I said that. Wait, so from the beginning, she said, yeah, I like gangsters and freaks.

Yeah, yeah, crazy moment.

And then she said, come thought, yeah, she likes that. I check, I read, I start again. I had literally answered a guy who defined himself as a gangster.

No worries, I like gangsters. Oh no, you must feel so ugly. Oh, but it's really BDH.

Yeah, it's really... No, but I love gangsters.

I love gangsters, I love that.

No, it's dangerous.

Stop it. Stop with the bad boys. I start panicking. I show the messages to a native friend. He barely reads two sentences before telling me that I should stop talking to him because the guy is dangerous. Well, really?

No kidding.

We were so surprised.

Wait, I have my head off. I'm sure he has a little gun somewhere. Him too. He's a bad guy. Like the guy from BlaBlaCar Plus one I think Yeah, that's true And suddenly everything makes sense When I thought he was talking about his gamer PC and his RGB keyboards He was actually talking about money, dirty money, questionable placement

How does everything make sense? The problem is that I think she was drunk I don't think it's a kind of translator I think it was just my life Because there are a lot of differences A gun become a keyboard and money goes to waste? It's all the lexical field that's switched.

I don't get it.

You read what you wanted to read.

That's true. Honestly, I still have no idea how this conversation could have such a huge and radically opposite double meaning. After that, you can imagine, I completely stopped talking to him. I went back to France and I ghosted him. He didn't force me to send him more messages, he didn't try to contact me again. Except at the beginning of the year. More than 2 years after this story, when I'm now a full-time student in this country,

he sent me a message, inviting me to go for a ride in his sports car. He didn't forget.

And he gave me a gift, accompanying it with a picture of his hand on the steering wheel of his BMW i8 with his big Rolex, cringe-worthy palm

Oh no!

He would have got me at the BMW

Oh yeah? No! In fact, receiving the picture like that is too corny Like, you know, the picture like that on the steering wheel He's trying a little to get the veins out and everything

He tightened the steering wheel very hard

No, it's too much. You don't deserve it. Be a little more inventive. I don't know. I ran away, really. But even if he remains objectively nice and respectful, I still want to live. Especially since I found it suspicious that he sent me a message

after all this time, when we had only seen each other once and only talked for two weeks. I hadn't told him anything. We had no contact anymore. And yet he knew I had come back. Yeah, that's really weird.

That's weird.

Yeah, like a kiss.

It means he must have people giving him information, he must know that this girl was talking to him.

And it also means that he is a megalomaniac to the point where he is monitoring all the girls he has ever dated.

No, it's a anxiety.

So the anxiety is crazy.

Red Flag. But first, we have to say that some people don't have a survival instinct.

Yeah, that's true, that's true. I wondered if he had followed me on an app, if he knew my university, or worse, if he had always known where I was. Morality of all this, please don't use Google Translate and flee the gamers who pay in cash. She didn't understand, she honestly doesn't have any survival instinct. You didn't get it, my beautiful. That's not the moral of the story, André. It's like, already, when he looks creepy, he doesn't go.

To start with. Because André, I don't believe in the theory of translation. I'm sorry.

It's a lot the lexical field of the gangster that becomes a lexical field of the geek. Gamer, he was a little bit spoiled. And in fact, after he spoke, he never said keyboard or whatever, you know, what has been transformed. And in fact, she interpreted.

Yeah, and then everything happened in her head, because she was a little drunk. I think it's mostly that, really, and that it arranged it, it happens like that. She wanted to taste a little, in a greedy way. I understand, she is attracted by... He looks bad boy, he looks nice and polite But there were red flags Yeah, and it was to taste a bit, to grow up a bit But it's obvious that she was more than that Well, they were talking for two weeks anyway

And they didn't do anything

After that, he didn't do anything and that's fine, but you could find people who are really dangerous And she was young 22 years old, she was really young It's really young, at that up, you understand. Yeah, you say to yourself, why did I do that at 22?

If I had a daughter, I wouldn't let her do that.

Clearly, I wouldn't let her do what I do.

But it's okay, you look fine. Oh, there are sources. What is the source? What? Oh, she documented it. I'm shocked. It's the hand! Oh, thank you for that!

Wait, is that the hand of a gangster?

It's him, the gangster. Wait, the nails. Yeah, the nails are varnished. Oh yeah?

He takes care of his hands.

It's me.

He did the cuticles.

Yeah, but it's so ugly.

And his hand disgusts me so much.

No, but actually, I thought he was holding the thing. Why is he on the horn? He has a flu. Nothing. Nothing. The picture doesn't show anything. Do you think the gangster is watching Sip & Gossip and he'll find us?

And why is he... What's that outfit? The gangster?

You can see he's wearing very tight clothes, close to his body.

I saw him with a rolled collar, with his sleeves too short.

Yeah, it's coming up.

And a leggings, that little car. But yes, you're right, there are flip-flops.

With leggings!

I didn't know that!

Did you see?

Yes!

Big, it's a lock, really!

This guy is so crazy!

Wow!

No, for me, it's really the hand on the horn.

The hand, it disgusts me like that.

But hold the wheel at least. It's the first time we have a photo, I'm so happy! Keep sending proof of your stories! Obviously, we're laughing, but take care of yourselves. And we're not laughing when we say it's cancer stories, it's crazy stuff. Yeah, it's dangerous. I think it's the need to plot. Yeah, like, I'm going to say something.

But I think it's You. You know what? I think Yu has blood on his hands. Oh yeah? I have the impression that it doesn't make you want to. You've never seen people romanticize Joggleberg like crazy?

That's true.

You have too much of this thing, you're in a series, me, he would be different with me, etc. It's super dangerous and bad. Oh yeah, I thought people thought he was beautiful. I hadn't understood that it was something more perverse than that. He's a bit stylish, and that's not good. Ok, the crazy ex with hundreds of double accounts.

Pfff, another cheater.

For sure. But he has a lot of double accounts. I don't know if you know the show, I often react on Twitch, an episode called Catfish. It's awesome. It's really people who will usurp identities, and you have guys who are like,

well, we're talking to. That's crazy! You have to watch it, it's so good.

I remember a story in Whatpad where people liked to talk to you. In the old days, when we used to travel by car, I loved the story in Whatpad. What was the story? It was a girl who was talking to a guy

and she fell in love with the guy. The real guy? Yes, even if he was ugly. You know, like, yeah. You know, like, the love of my heart. He's beautiful, he's ugly, but he's nice.

I love Whatpad stories. I love it, you know, there are a lot of them.

So good! Oh my god, Jacqueline.

I'm going to read them all live. My dream. It's crazy. It's so funny. Explorer. I like to read romantic stuff. It's a bit funny. Hi Magla, and your wonderful guest. My story is a bit long, and I hope I'm not miswriting. If that's the case, sorry in advance for spelling mistakes.

It's okay.

My story begins when I was 15. Oh, 15! Wow, that's young. I met a man on Skype. We were talking about a manga we liked, and he quickly added me to his group of friends. me rajoute à son groupe de potes. Ce mec là, on va l'appeler François, c'est pas Globule cette fois. Ouais, au moins il a le nom lui. Je préfère changer les noms. François à ce moment là va sur la vingtaine.

Ah, t'as 15 ans, il a 20 ans.

En plus ça parle d'animé tout ça.

Il a sûrement dit t'es mature pour ton âge. Je suis un gros nounours moi. Girls, don't fall for the trap! You're 15, they're 20, it's a no. Yeah, and even a little older sometimes, I'm like... Oh yeah... Even if it's a bit like, Oh, that's cool, I came across an older guy, he's interested in me.

No, no, no, they're weird.

In addition, in the end, when you reach the age of the older guy in question, you're like, how well, 50 plus, well, yes, when you're young, you don't get it. I was a pretty bad teenager in her skin, like many of us, and I had very few friends. Very quickly, I was appreciated by this boy

and his virtual group of friends, who were all adults. It's weird. She's the only girl in the group. Horrible. The motto of this group was We say everything, we are your real family. It's very sect. It's very weird. They isolated him. In the evening, I didn't have internet connection anymore

and often I was blamed. But he didn't do anything. My parents cut the wifi box, I didn't have 4G at the time. Small important point, But you're 15 years old? But yeah! A big uncle like that, François, what are you playing at? A cockroach.

But listen, honestly, guys love it so much.

It's too much. They love it so much. By suggesting me to send him money via mail. Oh, I'm so mean. Which I did because I was really naive. The first time he asked me for my pocket can have your money for my PC. But it's too serious. Because otherwise we couldn't talk anymore. And the second time it was for a girl from the group we were going to call.

Oh, there was a girl. We're going to call Anna who was sick. He would give her the money in his own hands when he saw her. I believed it and I sent it too. What a mistake. But using that on a kid like that, what a bastard. I had something pretty serious happen to me and I didn't want to talk about it. So they fired me and blocked me from everywhere. But they're monsters!

Wow, that's too much. Just because something serious happens to you and you don't talk about it anymore. Yes, you're monsters. Instead of worrying. Time goes by and after a few years, a few years! I manage to move on, even if I was very're going to talk again. The return of the forums. During the lockdown, I started sharing my discoveries in video games on Twitter, as well as doing small drawing commissions.

Support the artists, yes. One day, I receive an MP from someone who likes to play a game I play. We chat, we go on Discord pretty quickly, because it's easier to chat. I was 18, that's 3 years. And I recognize his voice. It's the guy from Skype, François. And instead of running away, and blocking him, what did you do? I don't think she realized.

She was going to stay on the bike, she was 15, he didn't talk to her anymore, she had something else to deal with.

Yeah, and I don't think she realized

what she was going through at that moment. No, you can see it he was looking for me. And above all, he confides to me that he has always been in love with me. He wants to be the guy in the movies. We finally found each other after all this time. And in truth, I think he wants his buzz a little. Because she starts doing a lot of things, she starts...

Yeah, she does drawing commissions, she't think Oh, that's weird. And I decided to meet in real life. The day we met, we kissed. We officially started dating.

That fast?

They said, we waited 3 years.

But during the 3 years, he just blocked you. Yeah.

He didn't wait 3 years. He abandoned you because you had problems. It's horrible. Put your mime on! A little more esteem for us, please! We put the niaque on! The bar, we take it, we put it up there!

We put it up there, if you want! In traction mode!

Really!

Yeah, in hard mode!

Again, he tells me that he always loved me. That even at the time of Skype, when he had his girlfriend, he loved me a lot. Red flags! I feel flattered, I don't know why, I don't see the red flags right away. I don't blame him, it happened to me. Yeah, he's blind. You say you're special, when someone loves you, he says I'm crazy in love with you. In fact, older people, when you think you're mature, you don't see the vice that older people have. Because you say, yeah, I'm actually mature.

And when you have to tell yourself, you really have the lack of humility to tell yourself Yes I'm so mature that I'm more mature than him who is older Yeah, you're ego And it's good that you're coming To say I'm too smart about it, I know what I'm doing

No, it's the stupidity that you start to be a bit malleable

Doubted You always need a little bit of doubt Then comes the second lockdown Damn, there's still a long time left Where I go to confine myself with him I'm convinced I'll never go back to my family, which creates a huge conflict. But dude, the guy is so isolated! But it's too serious.

That's the first red flag, guys.

No, please, no isolation! Isolation isn't for roofs? No isolation, no roofs, it's dangerous. Don't go out with blankets. So, isolation isn't in prison? Isolation cells?

I think isolation works. No isolation, please. Not isolation, in the end. And not the prison of air. He convinces me to never go back to my family, which creates a huge conflict. And there he takes the opportunity to say a lot of bad things about my family, to say

that I would be happier without them. I believe it, but I don't cut off contact either, sister. Divided, to better reign. And yeah, they isolate you as people could say there's a problem with him. The first year goes by, I work at the Black for his parents. Oh yeah, they control everything.

The work, they have it. What's also sad is that there are women who think they're not in a bad place because the person's parents are just as toxic as their son. So you're saying these a bit of authority figures, who are healthy, comforting. It's impossible that they let the child do that, but no. There are toxic families, all together.

Sometimes you just have families, you have to avoid them. And where I rarely see the pay, as he was taking it from me, to supposedly make me a transfer later. Then, the following year, I want to continue my studies and we both move to another city, not very far away. like 800km away from my family. The first real fights started at that moment, when he was blaming me for not paying for anything in the apartment. Well, if he's stealing his money, of course.

Yeah, right.

My parents were paying for the entire rent, because they are very generous. Oh, my parents look good. I didn't have any savings or income, and I was refused every time I applied for a student job somewhere. But hey, time goes by, we stay together, I hate you! What's with this guy? You're so caught up in it that you don't realize it and you can't leave.

But the cat was the drop of water.

I understand. I have a dog and you're talking about my dog. My little baby in love, my little baby in my arms. But you're sick, you're crazy.

If you leave, you're out. It's the dog that stays. During my studies, I continue myself in a project with an influencer. Oh, I want to know who! Give me even more tips! I won't say it, I promise, but I want to know. Create a community around a video game license that we like. Jacques Seft and my boyfriend at that time also want to be part of the project. So we are both moderators, and personally, I hate it.

By force of modus, we know, yes it's hard. So, a lot of love for the modos. Especially on communities with young and virulent people, especially when it also affects Twitter. Everything happens on Discord, the server grows really fast, and we reach 6,000 members, wow! The founder had become a statistical machine. He and my boyfriend counted the number of messages sent per day as if it was going to change something, but use your time differently.

Yeah, honestly, make it available to do interesting things. Among all these members, I suspected several times that my boyfriend was a double account. They were profiles of girls who were always in agreement with him and who got involved in everything and seemed to know everything. Often, my boyfriend threatened to leave the staff and said to replace him with a nickname that I suspected to be his double account, which we will call Hope. I confronted him several times to my doubts. Hey, your instinct is still very strong. And every time he told me that I was totally crazy, always, to imagine him capable of doing that. Liar excuse! Always, it's always, no, you're crazy, stuff. I really started to believe that I was crazy.

No, your instinct. That's really the stuff in prison. It's always the same patterns. And one night, I was really fed up and I confronted him by bluffing

and saying that I had seen the account. I was leaving him at that moment and so he going to change. You're a bastard. Come on. We don't know you anymore. We know you. When you're on your back, on the wall, he's going to beg to stay that he had created C, because yes, there was not one, but more than 15 double accounts to protect us from the

dangers of the Internet. They were like some kind of shield. But no, she was dating a job. Oh yeah, he stole his money. She works for him, he steals his money. It was a gang thing, organized, because he was with his parents.

All together, all unemployed, to steal better.

Oh, my life.

You chose the right guy.

We told you, look at your guy now, how he is. Oh no, I'm sorry. It shows that he is a crazy guy. He did everything for... And frankly, there are a lot of little signs. And every time you talk to young people, we, as young people, we're like, yeah, but we won't make it.

It happens to too many women before us. So we think we're really spared, but we're never spared. In fact, you say that, it's okay, I'm putting limits, it's okay, I'm going to see the red flag.

But in fact, sometimes it gets in your mind little by little. Before you blink your eyes and you're like, I don't know how I let him do that. And sometimes there's the thing about love bombing. People are like, Oh, it's too much, it's too much. No, he makes you believe that it's half and half. He makes you believe that he is essential.

But it's not true.

No, I agree. Be careful, at least. Yes, shields that won contests funded by the staff. He was making his falcons win! He's a genius of evil, who had grown up at that time. Shields that mingled with the private life of other girls, asking them very intimate questions. He's a predator.

Shields that were dragging the founder. He was dragging the founder with his falcons. He's starting to get really weird, even though he's already weird. But as he was threatening to hurt himself, I stayed with him. I felt isolated, everyone was under control. And it took me another three years, my beautiful, oh no, to leave him permanently.

Yeah.

I literally fled our apartment. He even stole the cat he had named after him during adoption. Hey, no, you know what? Send me everything, I'll come get the cat. No, but life is horrible. You know, in reality, and especially there's something about... When there's emotional blackmail, it lot of manipulation. It's totally manipulation. It's like leaving you just because you're going to kill yourself. Go to therapy.

Yeah, really.

Therapy.

I swear, therapy, work on it because it's super serious.

There's a place to help you.

But that's not all. I then got in touch with hisplot, plot plot plot plot. His guy is so crazy about the original bus. But what did you come across? Oh my poor, you have to rebuild yourself behind. It's too hard, really.

In total, he had a hundred double accounts revealed to this day and probably others that I wasn't feminine because I didn't tie my hair, but he's going to get screwed otherwise. He was choosing how I dressed, who I had to see, when I had to go out. Today I am 23 years old and everything is better. I am again with my family

and with whom I talk a lot about it too well. And even if I want it to happen, I'm learning to rebuild myself little by little. Take care of yourself, take care of yourself and your loved ones. Thank you so much for reading me. And thank you, Magda and her team, for this great concept and for the website which is very beautiful, very cute. I'm shocked.

It's really sad because she experienced it super early. She's 23 years old. She's young. You have to rebuild yourself after this kind of story and everything. And frankly, even just getting out of this kind of story

is also another mental process. you're already in the grip of something. It's hard. In fact, you don't realize. Honestly, the poor girl, I'm in a lot of pain because you don't realize when you get there little by little, everyone can be affected by manipulation like that. You may say you're the smartest in the world. It's sometimes...

In fact, sometimes these guys, and it can be girls,

but often guys, when they do that, that have you hooked on love bombs, etc. They have you hooked on. And the worst thing is that in real life, there are a lot of people who say, yeah, we don't realize it. Sometimes you realize it, but it's not because you realize it that it's easy to get out.

It's hard.

There's so much time between the moment you realize the madness that happens to you in your life.

Sometimes, you say,

yeah, but it must be crazy.

You say, if someone who doesn't know my life, my story, sees something, maybe my instinct was right about things, etc. Because when they're your friends, sometimes you believe it, but you need a real shock. Another thing, the it's not normal that you know someone, and all the people

around him are people who have known him for as long as you have, no one has known him for more than a year. It's true. It's a weird thing, when you find out that this guy hit his ex, that this guy hid himself well behind.

You shouldn't think paranoid. When you think you're paranoid, it's often because there's something behind it. Either the body or the brain, there are always little warning signals that you have to listen to. And you say, ok, I have a doubt about this. You know there might be something. Sometimes you can have traumas that make you have little doubts, etc. I've already been cheated on a lot, so sometimes I have little triggers.

But I know that's it. On the other hand, when the person in front of you doesn't trust you, and you feel like there's something, you're like, oh, I have to dig in. And also, in reality, you're like a good friend.

I know that there are people who are like, yeah, my friends, they have too much to say. Sometimes my friends have too much to say, and they're right, because not to mention their relationship outside too, it's a red flag of... But then she has the catfish, because there's that too. He created an account, he re-accounts, he re-accounts. No, the guy is a bingo.

And he's a predator, but at a high level too. Because in reality, he takes a lot of time to be just a predator.

Yeah, and he created a whole thing around it. He created an ecosystem. An ecosystem where in reality, he only talks to himself. I hope she's doing well. Be careful if you're going through something like this, or if you've already experienced a lot of love. Because it's not easy to get out of it. But we can get out of it.

And be careful too, because if you've already experienced it, you're more likely to relive it. So keep your eyes open when you're going through it. Identify all the little red flags you saw just before. It should teach you to see the red flags. And therapy, important.

Always.

Especially for the guy.

For a lot of guys.

Please.

Oh, it's true, it's true.

Oh, catastrophic hide and seek, not bad already.

I love it.

Anyway, there's only crispy for the moment.

Yeah, honestly.

Cheating and liter of piss under my ex's bed. What? Liter of piss under my ex's bed? I think that's it. Oh yeah, no, it's something else. No, I want to know. It's going to be that today. It's the drawer.

Do you know the piss drawer?

Oh!

From... What's his name? Oh, you must have seen him in the show. It's a guy, he was a legend of the piss drawer. He made a piss disc that he had frozen. I think he has a little Guinness, I think no one has ever done that before him. No, it's true, but I don't think he even went into the Guinness, poor guy, you do that for nothing. Hello my sublime Magla.

Oh, that's real.

Yeah.

His extraordinarily incredible guest, to your wonderful team. Sorry for the spelling, I'm dyslexic. Oh baby, it's okay. Honestly, I stutter when I was young, I had more trouble. Because everyone always tells me, Yeah, you don't articulate in your sounds.

In real life, it's so much worse than in the sounds,

that when I listen to my sounds...

I think you articulate in your sounds. Oh yeah?

After, I speak very fast.

I think that's why, actually. In real life, my mom always tells me that I speak as if I was about to give birth. She tells me to breathe, as if I was about to miss a train.

She always blamed me for speaking too fast. It's nice to finally have someone who understands when we talk quickly. Thank you. Thank you for that. Yes, life is a highway sometimes.

Well, yes guys.

I want to say that all the first names have been changed to keep the anonymity of C.

He didn't even deserve it.

C. There are a lot, did you see? And also, sorry for the length of the text, but I had a lot on my plate. Oh, thank you for that. and this story happened this year. I was just finishing my internship at a high school where I knew absolutely no one. I'm quite shy, so I've always had trouble getting to know people. One day, a group of three girls, Anaelle, the leader of the group, Sarah and Agathe, came to talk to me.

We started to get along.

A few months later, I met a guy we're going to call Lenny.

Lenny.

I hate that name.

Oh yeah?

I hate it. I've met a Lenny in my life. It's so... a mess, a mess, a mess.

If you're called Lenny, you know what's up. Honestly, Lenny, if you're watching this video,

you're the biggest mess in the world!

Wow!

He was the most popular guy, handsome, rich, well-dressed, nice, careful, the perfect man, if only I had known.

Oh no.

Oh wait, I'm keeping this image of Leni. And I love having the following because I don't forget the piss.

Oh yeah, that's true. I'm going to read you the details. I really started to fall for his charm. We laughed a lot together and there was clearly a reciprocal attraction. We met every night after high school, often with my three girlfriends, he would accompany me home. He would talk to my brothers and my sister. Oh yeah, he's integrated, he's a caretaker, etc. Honestly, I'm starting to believe it a little bit, you know?

Really, it could be a good reason. Maybe it's not Lenny who has the piss. Yeah, maybe it's something else.

Because for now, Lenny...

We've judged by the first name.

Maybe, yeah, that's true. but none of the three were happy for me. Red flag. Weird. I found it weird, but I preferred to let it go. I shouldn't have. The day goes by, and I feel that the girls are getting more and more distant. As if I had done something wrong. I asked the question, but never got an answer.

No big deal. I told myself that I was going to talk about it on Monday. with whom I'm super close. And there, while talking, we realize that my sister's best friend is the cousin who is very close to Anaelle.

Wait, I have to put back the Anaelle-girlfriend.

Yeah.

And it's the sister's best friend, the protagonist's sister, who is the best friend... Who is the cousin of Anaelle. Ok, so they have a link there. Ok, okay.

Exactly. A close link. to go talk to her friend to ask her if she knows why the girls are moving away from me. During this time, I go spend the day at my boyfriend's. And then, shock!

My sister's girlfriend tells her that something happened between Anaelle and Leni.

Oh, they didn't tell her.

But you have to tell your girlfriend!

Yeah!

Why didn't you tell her?

That's so weird!

But she can't know, she can't make up this story. that maybe Anaelle didn't say anything because she also knew that there was already a little thing between Lennie and the girlfriend who wrote to us who's called Laura, I think. Yeah, but you have to warn. Yeah, and it's so weird that you don't talk about your crushes. Yeah, and that's his ex, right? Yeah, if it's your ex, you want to know so you don't go out with your ex. Yeah, it's ex, but I think he had a flirty thing, things like that. She tells me by text while I'm still at his place. I'm shocked. Why hasn't anyone told me anything? But I'm relativizing. I'm like, well, it's in the past.

But suddenly, I notice Anaël's sweater and teddy in her room. No, weird.

The same ones she had already shown me on Snapchat. But actually, their story was two days ago.

It's obvious. It's so weird. And it's obvious she started talking to Lenny after that. You think she cheated on him after that because she was in a relationship? Because they've been talking for 3 months. It's true that it's been a while. Or maybe there was a break-up 6 months before. But why is there the teddy bear?

No, it's definitely recent. I ask her, why is it there?

Why are these things at your place? Why would my girlfriend leave her stuff at my boyfriend's? It's weird. And she didn't tell him. My best friend, imagine she goes to my boyfriend's, she tells me, I went there, I left something there, imagine if she's my friend, she tells me, everything is hidden. And it's quite personal stuff, I think. You don't take your stuff somewhere else.

It's in my drawer, it doesn she leave? Her stuff, we didn't tell her which ones. No, but it's weird, it's too weird, it's...

But well, naive, I believe her, I say, OK, no problem. The day is going well, I'm going home, and I run to tell my sister. And then, we decide to carry out our investigation. When I was at his place, he was getting a lot of messages from a certain Tom Yeah, but my beautiful girl... Tom is Anaelle Honestly, yeah, it's good, that's it actually But as soon as I tried to look, he hid his phone Weird

That, the moves of, it comes back like that, it hides Why are you hiding? What are you hiding? It turns the phone on the table I hate it

Oula, you send a it And then, I discover that the woman is Tom

It was Annaëlle

There you go

Logic

He had changed her name so I wouldn't discover it I read their messages Horrible, horrible I love you, I miss you You tell me when the ear is gone so I can love her?

I saw red Is it supposed to be her friend? But did you see the shitty friend? I decide... And she's the one who's moving away while she's the one who's doing the crazy thing, you see?

Wait, it's so weird because, suddenly, Annaelle is supposed to have left earlier.

No!

That's why she's the one you're talking about. Well, yeah, she started talking to him after. Oh, the guy is over there, in the trash But the guy is not the best friend, we know he's a bastard But why do you think he's your friend? I saw red, I decide to wait for him to get out of the bathroom to talk to him While waiting, I search his room

And there, I look under his bed and I find dozens and dozens of bottles of a liter full of piss

No, come on, it's too much for me

Extra pump, Kraddo

Oh, the cracker.

Some with blood on the can!

But what does he do with his pee?

What the fuck?

Yes, blood.

It disgusts me. Even wiping the can disgusts me.

Why?

Knowing that I disgust him very easily, I was on the verge of vomiting. I was so disgusted, I took my things and I left without warning anyone. But it's not over yet! How could it get worse? It's crazy! A few days later, I give her an appointment after class to talk. I want to talk about betrayal and especially about the famous bottles. I think they're bottles I wouldn't want to touch.

Yeah, I don't care about betrayal, you're disgusting. Yeah, you're right. Why do you have so many pee under your bed? But there are dozens of bottles and there's blood. Yeah, that's true. It's a bit... I admit, you sleep on it, you do cute things on it. There's a doll underneath!

I ask him for the bottles, he makes a cry, begs me to forgive him, tells me he doesn't like Nahel, I'm the woman of his life. We're 18 years old, SVP. A guy who says that at 18, often he's a liar. The laziness. I ask him for the bottles. He answers me that he did that when he woke up at night and he was too lazy to go to the bathroom.

Well, throw them away at least.

Yeah, empty and it flows.

How do you know? And it doesn't say anything.

No, he's collecting bottles.

Yeah, really. I decided to end the relationship. And then, he blows a cable. He yells that it's my fault, he cheated on me, that without him I'm nothing. Sorry? I'm a true megalomaniac in this kind of stuff. But of course, it doesn't stop there. A few months later, I get a DM on Instagram. It's him, with another account.

The ass.

And the amount of people with crazy accounts on the social media. You're not going to do that, are you? Honestly, it's crazy. He says he regrets it, that he didn't forget me, and that he wants to confess something to me. I still remember word for word. You see the bottles under my bed? I wanted to tell you that I wasn't the only one who peed in them. Annaelle also peed in them.

Even when she had her periods. Oh! Weird kink. Oh, but do it together, stay between the dirty ones. Yeah, and in real life, do your kinks, do your kinks, but then put your bottles elsewhere. But I...

Honestly, it's a witch's spell, really. But I swear, it looks like he cursed the bed.

Life? That's why he was washing blood on the lids. He even sent me pictures and videos. That's disgusting. Why are you doing this? No one asked for proof.

I deleted everything, I was shocked, hours later, I'm added to an Instagram group with Sarah and Agathe. And there she tells me that Anaelle is pregnant with her. Two months of pregnancy, so she got pregnant while I was still with him. Today I am reminded of this painful and painful story. I have no contact with them anymore. I don't even know if Anaelle has kept the child or if she gave birth. Moral of the story, never trust a guy

who hides weird bottles under his bed. Thank you for listening to me, I love you. I wish you a great evening. Age of the story, 18 years old.

Oh my god.

I don't really agree with the moral. The moral of the story, don't trust a guy who hides his bottles under his bed. So, basic, logical.

Yeah, that's true. But don't make a fool of yourself to start with. Yeah, weird. Communicate with your girlfriends? Her girlfriend was just in the vice. Yeah, that's disgusting. Because she said nothing on purpose, she knew.

Did the other girlfriends know? I think so, because they all moved away from her. That's disgusting. I also think that she didn't give up, but she ended up being the vasal friend of the group. It's a bit like a trend. Yeah, she's going out with... And the other one looks like she wanted to prove herself. Like, I prefer myself. It's more common than we think. Aspergillum boxes, bottles...

There are a lot of common things down here.

The comment on the production is a bit funny. It's, but sorry!

But sorry!

Soso is like, no, you chose this one. What can we see new? Death threats for a moment. No, there's a pee story. It's okay, we had a pee story. The escape from the ass or the unconsciousness at its purest stage.

In fact, we are in a theme, unconsciousness, pee. Catastrophic ass shot, I set fire to my workplace. She called you a plumb. I think I need to go to the butcher, I need to know how bad this person is. Hello Magla and her dear and prodigious guest. My name is Janelle, oh I like it. I am now 18 years old and today I confess to an action that I committed when I was much younger. I am the Barjamin of a three-year-old brotherhood.

When I was in high school, my sister was 21 years old and my brother 16. My sister sometimes brought friends over for babysitting parties I often have on video games. Normal. That's how, at my young age, I had a rather flowery lexicon. Learned despite myself. Learned being a big word. Since I had no idea of their meaning. But on the other hand, I was quite aware of their usefulness.

I come back to my story. At school, I was a very nice little girl. I didn't have a lot of friends, but I had some difficulties. My teachers appreciated me a lot. I was quite reserved and very sensitive. They saw me as a little head without any defense, without any ounce of wickedness. But they didn't know what demon could be hiding behind this smile, these easy tears and this little talkative air.

That's how, one Friday, submerged by the work provided at school, yes, the additions and conjug idea of taking a sheet of paper, writing my first name in capital letters, with strokes and colorings. And yes, I didn't do things half-heartedly. I unwinded.

Oh yes, an artist. It was a small paragraph, even big enough for a 10-year-old child. I expelled my emotions. Mm-hmm. Professor's name. I'm bored. I'm fed up. I'd like to kill him. Oh! Oh yes, it was a little big storm.

Little sentence. Little emotional storm. Very little.

After being emptied of all hatred, I resumed my school activities and ended the day with serenity. Monday morning. My teacher welcomes me, all smiles on the grid.

I walk a few meters, I joined him without any doubt. And then, before he could say a word, he pulled out a sheet I'd recognized between a thousand and one. Oh no, he fell on the sheet. But you have your name on it. You really have a proof. It's not a proof, it's a proof. There's your name in the middle.

My outburst on Friday came out in front of me. Immediately, tears began to flow. My mother moved away after having dropped me off at school. I look at it while holding this cursed sheet, and my brain goes into survival mode. One of the first things I learned in life is to deny. No, you have to tell the truth! It's important!

There are times when you don't want to deny your name, basically. You usually burn these kinds of facts when you're done.

No, it's like, at least trash, why did you keep it? Deny, even when all the evidence is against you, I stumbled upon this sheet yesterday under a chair. But, Janelle, your first name was in huge yesterday. Yes, that's why I thought it was for me. And when I saw what was written, I was afraid. Oh, actress!

Oh my God!

For a 10-year-old girl, is she as good as you at 10? Maybe. But I don't know if she's... But then you did stupid things. I did stupid things in a very short period of time. Oh yeah? I honestly think it's pretty crazy because I did stupid things because my parents were too strict. And in fact, as they were too strict, I did it.

You rebelled.

So for me it was like, oh yeah, you don't want to let me do anything?

Fuck!

Oh, well, everything you don't want to do, I'll do it all. Oh yeah? At what age? I think from May 14 to May 17... No, from May 14 to May 18.

A whole period.

Yeah.

14, 18 if we're big.

In reality, it's the period.

Yeah.

I admit, from 14 to 15 years old, stupidity over stupidity.

And I also think it's a thing that sometimes parents are too strict, they lack communication with their children.

Yeah, so you test your limits.

Yeah.

You rebel because it's too... And even so, you're not afraid to fuck up the relationship. We don't get along. Even if I build a wall at 3am to go do a rap test,

we don't get along, for real!

You're like, what's worse?

Yeah. Whereas in the end, after I stopped doing my stupid things, at some point they told me, let's leave him some freedom, I stopped doing stupid things, and we started getting along. Anyway, if you're not allowed, I think your kid really wants to do the opposite. I was a rebel, it means I had the impression that I was forbidden a lot of things because I was a girl. So it's impossible for me to accept that I'm forbidden things because I'm a little girl.

My dad was cool because he wasn't a guy who didn't wear mini skirts. He was always like, put on mini skirts, be sexy, do whatever you want, I don't care. But he was strict with life.

Like, you're not going out, you're not... Why are you going to sleep outside? You have a house at home, you have a bed at home. Sometimes I think it's protection, but to the extreme. And they don't realize it, but it blocks you too much, and so you do the opposite. Honestly... I think it's always under the guise of kindness and doing good in real life. That's why I thought it was for me. And when I saw what was written, I was scared.

And why didn't you tell me? I wanted to do it, but you were busy. I waited and then I forgot.

My liar.

And guess what? After a quick exchange of glances with his colleagues from this little village school, he believed me. They all thought I was incapable to be a bit turbulent. So at break, my teacher summons us both. He shows the paper to Marie,

who didn't understand the situation, she didn't do anything. My teacher looks at me for a few seconds and then explains to me, Marie wrote this word in your name so that you get into an argument.

In the malicious and sly way I was, I hacked without any hesitation. Poor Marie was summoned with her parents. She had to write me and my teacher an apology letter. That's how, at only 9-10 years old, I made a friend get punished for a crime she didn't commit.

And she was a friend!

You're a monster!

Of course she became a monster, you know. No, but at that age, you were Machiavellian. Evil! Max, dude!

Maybe Marie said, But it's not me, it's someone else who had to do it, while it was her. I was really her. I was really her. And I already did that with my brother.

No.

Yes. I didn't say it was him. But I was just saying it's not me.

And it was a crazy thing.

I was really small. But I didn't judge. I was really crazy. I think Giz remembers this story. Because at the time, there was a place where we had all our games. I had my little Nintendo and Jizz had the Xbox. Like, we played... It was Xbox Connect. I loved dance games so we all had the same place here.

I play, play and you know when you're little, your child wants to pee but you don't go. There was a glass next to me. No, I peed in the glass. But no. As if it wasn't enough. Like the little skull there, which is a little collection. And you put it on a bed. No, not even.

Not even. I was in my game, I was in my gameplay, I don't care. I dance and everything in my game. I drop the little glass there. And then I'm going to live my life elsewhere. And there, the next day.

No. He sees it's pee.

Imagine you find a glass of pee on the table of the dining room. What?

And then you know my dad, he comes to drink because he says it's her, the little blue. I say no, it's not me. And how am I going to do? I have a grandmother and everything, it's a hassle. And you know, honestly, I go to the toilet. You're at your best. You're lying, you have to go all in at first. You saw it, and then my dad says, yeah, she's right, it's definitely Jizz.

No.

Jizz, but he says, no, it's not me. But my dad says, yeah, it's really you. He just says it's not me, my dad a granddaughter, it's a hassle, it's impossible. And since I had not overreacted,

my mom was like,

it's sure that it's someone like you who can aim, you know. And Jizz, he gets punished, and you know how he traps me? He did something crazy that day. I was little,

because I was 7, At the time, we were in a building, he takes a piece of paper, he scribbles on it, he throws the paper out the window so that the paper gets to the ground, and then he makes me believe that it's a farewell letter, like he's going to give up because we punished him too much, that he didn't do anything, that it's unfair. He puts a little... he puts on the doliprane, it's like... Wait, what is it?

He's making a recipe! The plan! And then he tells me, yeah, no, it's good, I know it's you, I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, and I start crying.

But you're 7 years old.

I'm like, no, it's crazy, this idea, because of my mother, it's starting to change with Dolly Pratt. Yeah, but you know, I was stupid too, honestly, it's not that.

No, but 7 years old, 7 years old, I would have believed it too. I'm the one who did the stupidity And you know what they tell me? Ok, since you came to denounce me, we're not going to punish you No I swear it's... It's so funny

Honestly, poor me Hey, Giz, he took my place so many times After that, it's a lot of times

Little brother or big brother? Big brother?

Big brother

But a lot of times he took my place voluntarily It's not like... I broke everything. Why did you break the fans? Because I was sick. I was a very agitated child when I was little. Why the fans? I don't know. You know, I broke everything. As I was very small, I broke everything that was close to the floor. Like a fan.

Was it involuntary or voluntary?

Involuntary. Just agitated. Right-handed. Frankly agitated, right-handed. I love it. But it's ok, so... Look what it's given us today. If you hadn't broken those fans... I think parents are happy today.

They're a little happy that we broke a few things like that in the house.

It's a little reminder.

The day she broke that fan, that's what made her career. But they don't know. They never knew the truth. For them, it's always 10 years that broke things. Like, the fan, especially, it's 10. And we have a moral of the story. Never believe a child. It's okay with your story, actually. It looks like we just read yours.

A note, never believe a child. They can be sadistic and piss in glasses.

Oops.

Sorry.

I was, I got out of it. And today I confess to my teacher who did not deserve these words, but especially to Marie. Sorry, you were found guilty of a crime you did not commit. It's cute! Tell Marie that it was you today, it could do something for you. Yeah, I think so, really.

I'm giving you one last chance.

Who? I'm not going to choose this one, really. I've already read too many stories with boys. I'm sick of you guys now.

We had boys, peace, gangsters. So we're going to set fire to my workplace. I love it. Come on, RIVOLT! Hi Magla, the whole team and the guest chosen perfectly. Well said. My story happened a few weeks ago, so in the middle of summer, when it's not hot, I admit. I've been working in a nursery for about two years, following my childhood education studies.

I'm in Switzerland, hence the name that can be different. One evening, when I was bored, I was looking for something to do for my evening, then I remembered that I wanted to make a collection of sheets that I could use for my passion. Art, drawing, coloring, etc.

Very good.

Honestly, I'm an artist.

I love it. We have a lot of artists here. Yeah, honestly.

I like it.

So I remembered that at work, there was everything you needed to do it. We were on Saturdays at the end of the afternoon, I had the keys, and I live literally 3 minutes away, so very practical. So good. Honestly, living 3 minutes from your work, it changes your life. Your work is in your living room, really. Really. So I decide to go there, I take my sheets in question,

and go to plasticize all that. I enter the nursery, I check that it is empty, because you never know, then I settle in. I take the equipment,

I do everything I need, and in 15-20 minutes, to put everything away behind me, as well as the placeifier. You should know that I didn't want to waste time waiting for it to cool down.

Oh no...

In a nursery?

Big mistake.

In a nursery!

And there must be so many flammable things in a nursery. Oh yeah.

Oh, madness! All the creative arts stuff, stuff...

Even the blankets! Yes! Even the blankets! The doodoo!

All the doodoo Oh no You left your doodoo at the nursery, I forgot it, the next morning it's just on fire It's gonna break my heart

Yeah, me too I go home, very calm, when I hear a few minutes later, the sirens near my house And curious as I am, I go and see and realize that it's in the nursery's building

Except that I don't make the link right away, because in the same building is is a man called an epaz. Ah, a man? A man. Ah, maybe she's in another country. Switzerland?

Yeah, she's in Switzerland. A home, like in English, or a gnome, I don't know.

Ah, they say home in Switzerland. Yeah, it's like English, like a gnome called an epaz in France, I think. And we see quite regularly ambulances or firefighters, so good. Except that when I look at it better, I realize that it's really from the nursery side. Oh my God, I realize. Basically, result of the shopping, the plasticizer hadn't cooled down,

and in this same shelf were cleaning wipes.

Oh no, well yeah, with all the alcohol mixed in and stuff.

No idea why it was put together, but you saw it before anyway.

Well you knew it was next to it. Never in my life! And you didn't wait for fire extinguisher to go down. I was there, you told me. So it caught fire. I still don't know how it was literally possible, but it was. Fortunately, the fire didn't burn completely, but only the closet in which it was stored

and the smoke detector reacted quite quickly.

It's okay.

Fortunately, it's good that the smoke detectors are there. Because it could have been really bad. I also like to disable them to be able to smoke, well... I might be dead. You shouldn't do it anymore. How to say that I never dared to admit that it was me,

and thank God there is no camera?

Wooooow!

Well, no, wait, wait, my darling. You just admitted it?

Are you sure you want to say it?

Do you know how many people watch Zip N Gossip? criminal responsibilities sometimes. Well, it's not criminal, but... You should have been careful, you didn't do it on purpose, but you should have been careful. Especially with a nursery, it's little kids and all, be careful.

Yeah, and even with the hot stuff in general. Like, don't be trivial.

It's not because it's not fire that it's not hot. Well, the ironing, the stuff and everything.

Even lithium batteries. Like a spray. Too dangerous? In fact, it can explode. It's going fast. I've already been to a hair salon and it exploded. Stop. Because the hairdresser was right next door, you know. And in fact, by staying next door, it might stay 20 minutes. And after a while, it's too hot, it explodes.

Oh yeah, you have to be too careful. So that's how I kind of set felt there was something. I was hoping that there was something.

I felt a bit of a rebellion, like, I put it on purpose. She did it on purpose. Moral, check that no fire or other accident can happen when you enter your workplace in secret. Thank you for reading my story. Kisses to everyone and keep breaking everything. You manage.

Details of the story. Age, at the time of the facts, 23 years old. You're still 22-23, that's crazy. Yeah, that's true! But it's the age of stupidity. No, I was going to say, you're not really that old.

Yeah, really not.

You're just doing stupid things that you tell yourself.

You just tell your friends about it. And you tell your kids when they get really old. Don't do like me. Oh yeah, I used to do what's the family secret. I'm wondering what's the family secret. I want to know your family secrets. Commentary from the show, Hilarant. Be careful Soso, we're waiting for it.

It's the last story, be careful. Hello Magla, and your guest who seems very chippy. Yes, very very chippy. This story happened a short time ago, barely two months. So let's stay discreet and change the names. My best friend Lila and I both have a 125 license.

Not too powerful motorcycle. We just turned 18. So life is beautiful and we are carefree. We live in the countryside in the southwest of France. Everyone knows each other and all the villages are spaced out about 15 minutes by car from each other.

We then decide one hot evening to go around the villages another, along the river. It must be so nice on a motorbike, like that, you have the wind. Hair there, no, you have to wear a helmet. Yeah, the air on a little bit of skin. Because often, I find that we really romanticize motorbike rides, but you have the big jacket, the gloves, the big thing so as not to hurt yourself.

So, in fact, you're more warm than anything else. Please dress up in a motorcycle. Don't do these little bermuda-like skates because you have an accident, you're screwed. So my best friend, nanana, we'll say no, I have a disease that forces me to drink water very regularly, which restricts me in my trips if I don't have a gourd.

After about an hour of wandering, we stop in a small village. I have to drink. I do have a gourd, damn it. Damn it for the corner. Let's go. We're going to drink teatars.

Oh no, the poor people.

I have a phobia of bats.

Really?

Yeah.

I didn't know.

I'm so scared.

You know why? No, especially because I've been scared for a long time. And it's not that I'm a little scared. I'm really super afraid of bats dates back to when I was 8 years old. Oh yeah, that's super young. I remember that in that memory, I was already afraid of bats for a long time. There was a time when I was afraid, it was my worst nightmares.

I had nightmares of bats and all. I had to jump on toads and all. You know what disgusts you? It's their shape and all. Yeah, that's it. You know, there was a time in my life when I lived for 3 years I lived in a place that was not very far from frogs And it accentuated my fear

Because one day I saw a frog jumping like that

Oh no, especially when you're scared it's horrible

You know, just seeing their room like that, jumping like that It's too scary Maybe if you eat frog legs it will cast a spell I've seen frog legs on the set. Now it's ok. When I was young, I remember once we went to an Asian shop.

They had some and it scared me.

You identified the head right away.

At the time, I didn't like it even in drawings. Now it's ok. Even in video, it's better.

Yeah, it stays far. Yeah. I admit, I think it's so cute. I had teddy bears when I was little.

But I think it's so cute, a drawing now. I have a frog dress. Oh, really?

Yeah, it's so cute.

Oh no, but it must be adorable.

Yeah, it's adorable, a drawing. And so, Kermit. What are you? I love cartoons. I was a kid and I loved cartoons. I loved cartoons. I loved cartoons.

I loved cartoons. I loved cartoons. I loved cartoons. I think I saw almost all the Barbies that exist.

Honestly, the Bratz, the Barbies.

No, at the time I was not a Bratz. It was a growing up, I was more of a Bratz. When I was little, it was Barbie, Disney, Dora, crazy.

Dora?

I got up earlier even in the morning.

Extract for Dora?

You know I know how to do Dora's voice. Oh yeah, crazy! Can we ask her? It's cringe-worthy but it's... Ok Babouche, we're going to find all the explanations. Can you take out the card? You know you do it so well that I find it a bit scary.

It's a bit scary. My girlfriends forbid me to do it.

I find it a bit scary, really! If you want, from time to time, I'll call you with a voice like Hi, can I come to your concert today? I'm Dora

But I love her so much!

You're not ready, the day after you get a voice at 3am

Wow, Dora's terrifying voice at 3am You're going to block me!

Let's go back to our little sheep Where are they? Oh yes, the gourd No choice, I have to find water. I know this village very well. Too well even, since my first love lives there. Oh, you really don't have any luck in your life.

We haven't been together for a few months, so I don't really want to see him. But I'm thinking about going to the bar where he often goes to fill my gourd. They know me there. But when we get there, it's closed. It's 10pm, well yes, in the village it's closed.

In the early summer, by the water, and everything is closed, I start to get angry. Lila tells me it's nothing, that we're going to find a solution. We go back to the obvious, either we to be. Yeah, and it's true, if they're in a family, I think it's easy. Yeah, people are nice in general.

They're chill, really.

They understand. And a glass of water in the middle of the heat, you give. But it's a small village, full of old people. And at 10 p.m., everyone is asleep. No, you're just not lucky. I'm going to have to go to my ex's father's. He knows my situation, he's nice, there's little chance his son will be there. Shame is invading me,

but I have to face the obvious, I'm going to have to go. And his son will be there anyway. But he's definitely going to be there. Plus, everything is closed, it's late, there's no one.

My poor thing, it's just a chain. To fully understand front door, you have to go around the house. The door is completely glazed, it leads directly to the sofa, the dining room and the living room. Oh, I don't like it when you see everything like that. It's an old house. Next to the door, there is an exterior stone staircase

that leads to a door leading directly to the second floor, in front of my ex's room. So, ex's room, glazed. So here I am, I take my courage in both hands, I leave my pride behind me and I go. When suddenly I see two cars instead of one. There is my father's car, well, there is my father's car, and another that strangely looks like my ex's mother's car. Ok, so the parents are separated.

In fact, she will discover that he is still eating. A forbidden eating. I really like this woman,ried to a great man. And with whom she had two very young children. Two and a year old.

Ooh, married.

Okay, and children. I approach the window, and I see that the kitchen and living room are lit. I knock. Lila pulls me by the arm. Girl, we have to go there. I don't understand why, so, good idiot that I am, I knock again.

Listen to your girlfriends. And that's where I see them, on the sofa. The mother, the father, in full acrobatics. Oh no, I'm going to hurt myself. Not a single shower, I'm running away! Finally, I'm trying! It's without counting on the stone staircase that I masterfully get underfoot.

No, it's so cartoon. I imagine the cartoon noises, like... All in a vacuum of the most discreet, of course. Result, the whole neighborhood is alerted, but especially my ex, who heard me from his room and who comes out the top door screaming my name, followed by an unforgettable

What are you doing here at 11pm, with your face in blood? But yes, the next day we find out why she is there. Just with your new boyfriend, like, downstairs at my place. Wait, I don't know if she's... I think she's just with her friend. It had dating hours too. Maybe it's her girlfriend she's dating. We like it.

Well, with your new girl at my place.

We'll mix up your story.

You're there with your girl.

I'm only in the gears. I like it. Her father comes out half-naked. Not her mother. They call the firemen. Her father makes us swear not to say anything. But here I have, my wrist is broken. The firemen take me to the hospital, my ex follows me. Did she drink her glass of water?

I hope the firefighters have a little water.

Yes, a little bottle. At the hospital, they put me on morphine, and from there, complete blackout. Oh no, you say crazy things about morphine. She really had to say crazy things. I learned the rest thanks to Lila.

And the message I received from the father of the mother and the stepfather of my ex My father is here, Lex!

Lex!

You didn't want to meet Lex? You were already ashamed to go just for a glass of water, you ended up in the emergency room with Lex and his family

It's a family reunion It's a date

It's a date

It's a date

Apparently, this is what I would have said I made the assumption that the children of the mother and the stepfather were actually the father-in-law's was actually the father's. I said the sofa looked comfortable

because they were talking about it.

I said I was thirsty but some were really hungry.

Oh yeah, you're such a dumbass!

I said I still loved my ex and I tried to kiss him with blood in my mouth. My ex's father set me on fire by message by evoking the promise. The father-in-law thanked me and asked for a paternity test. Her mother apologized for what I had seen,

while adding that I had done a lot for a fall. Well, she can't read anything. She can't read. Honestly, she has the dead wrist. Lila filmed everything. But I can't send the videos, no!

No respect for myself because I was really ugly. Please send by email and we'll watch both. Send and blur your face a little if you want. Please, I want to see that. Moral. Oh no, but don't worry, I had water.

Ah, still. You didn't do all that for me.

Thank you.

Moral.

Don't sleep with your ex a few meters from your children.

Well, yes.

It's true that the father cheated. Well, the mother cheated. They slept together. She revealed a cheating.

And then he comes down at any moment like that, what's going on?

Anxiety, just anxiety.

Anxiety.

Moral 2, take two pills. And above all, avoid morphine if it can compromise your dignity. After, I think morphine is better than the pain of the broken wrist. Yeah, clearly, take your morphine. It's the DER of DERs. I love this story, it's a movie-like situation. I don't know which one is my shoe. This is the real DER.

Catastrophic ass shot. I like your catastrophic stories.

A little catastrophic ass shot.

Yes!

I love it.

Commentary of the production. She wrote a lot. Poop story. I laughed yesterday.

Oh my God.

We did everything.

I'm so happy.

Honestly, you're right, we did everything.

We really spread everything. Honestly, you had a complete episode. But what's this delirium with people with pee, poop? It's really crazy lives.

Please, let's stop that.

I can't say anything about the number of poop stories I have. I already peed in a popcorn jar at night because I had nothing to pee in and I was too scared that my dad would find out that we were peeing in a popcorn box that ran away on my school's textbooks.

I can't stand stories like that.

Horrible.

Once, one of our cousins pooped in our bathroom.

In the bathroom?

Not in the bathroom? No, because in the bathroom, she had spread it everywhere because she was mad at us.

What?

No! She was so small, she was 4 years old. And she said, what? She's going to shit in their bathroom.

I'm sorry, but she's a genius.

She put it everywhere, on our toothbrushes.

On the toothbrushes!

No, that's too mean. In an evil way.

No, that's too evil.

I'm sorry, not the toothbrushes.

It's crazy.

She was small. Every time we told her this story, she said, stop. She took the poop out of his hands and went there. My dad came back, he saw that, he cleaned everything before we came. He changed the toothbrushes.

Oh, he did everything.

So you didn't visualize the crime?

No, but he told us that with a lot of horror in his eyes.

You're kidding.

He saw it everywhere.

You know, he has black and white flashbacks now.

The shit.

The shit on the wall. You're gonna clean like that, with the rain, because you're gonna get a rainbow in your ass Catastrophic ass shot Hello Magla, the team and its wonderful guest I am a 26 year old woman, currently And before meeting my current spouse, 5 years ago I rather enjoyed the summer During this period, I met a boy on Instagram

Let's call him Ludo

I wouldn't have chosen this name It doesn't make you want to. If I may.

Yeah, it looks like it lacks a little bit of... A little bit of peps. Yeah, a little bit of peps. He looks a little tired, Ludo. Maybe there are reasons. Maybe she wouldn't have given him a stylish name.

Yeah, that's good that it's clear between the two. He was a very handsome guy, muscular, funny, but it's clearly not his personality that caught my eye. Honestly, I found him a bit disrespectful to others, without embarrassment, a target of himself, and with ideas that I clearly did not share.

You shouldn't get involved in it anyway.

No, you see, I couldn't sleep with someone who doesn't share those values at all. And especially, you know, Especially here, she still portrays him as a guy a little bit... Matrixed, megalomaniac, narcissistic and all.

He's not there, actually.

Because then he treats you weirdly, he can be weird, right Flem?

He doesn't like anyone more than them.

So in any case, they won't treat you well. That's a good thing.

Well, really.

But hey, I thought I could close my eyes on that if our relationship was only about sex. We had made a few meals together, good times, fun, but beyond that, nothing more. After the holidays, I move into a new student flat and, unfortunately, while trying to dry my towel at my window, it falls one floor down. So I need help to get it back, and what better than Ludo to combine usefulness and pleasure. Yes, with his big muscles, he will go down to get the useful and the pleasant. Yes, with his big muscles, he goes down to get the towel.

Yes, he's going to be tired, so he's going to get back up, sit on your couch. He's like, you're not going to work. We know her. I don't see her in you, actually. That's my opinion. He comes to my house, we get the towel and we start talking. As usual, he is very comfortable.

I am a student, so rather precarious, but that does not prevent him from eating the entirety of my fridge at 4 p.m. Packed with raw cheese, all the Prince biscuits, double chocolate that costs a lot, etc. A real doberman. But my beautiful, in fact, you have to stop authorizing that, really.

No, not the little Prince.

Like, yeah, honestly, put limits. You know you can't, you need your fridge. Tell him! You're not going to have a guy in your life who's a weight, or even a girl in your life who's a weight. You can't, really!

It must be a bonus.

Life is hard, you're already a band! It's too much, no! I'm a little bit pissed, but I can't. I forget to put TikTok in the background.

You make the water flow, you put something in the background. Yeah! You know you're going to, for Ken, and I'm sorry, but a little bit of glamour. A little bit of, I don't know, a little bit of modesty. A little bit of magic. You can be comfortable, there's no problem, you don't care Especially at some point you don't care, you know it's going to the toilet and everything But here it's like, yeah I'm going to shit, I ate your little prince

Yeah, I'm going to eat your fridge, I'm going to shit in your toilet now Horrible, you just don't have a beer It's really disgusting

Little girl

I think you're reading the rest of the story I love avoiding people Great Student apartment, with a kitchen toilet, and even the bedroom. I have to tell you that he had no discretion, and that it wasn't even Ludo's project either,

because barely sitting on the throne, he growls.

No, no, actually, no.

Super uncomfortable, though.

But I don't want to anymore after that.

Oh yeah, I just want you to leave my house. He laughs, and as soon as he farts, he makes very heavy jokes. Wow. He laughs and as soon as he farts, he makes very heavy jokes. Wow! He's there on the toilet and he's like... I can't, I'm in bed I don't know, it's just a fling, you have to have a little... Yeah, you have to have a little sexiness I'm missing sexiness

So, congratulations for my mental strength Because we both ended up in my bed No, no, no

No, not bravo

Not bravo You put the bar down, you want us to say bravo, why?

Why did you accept? No, not bravo and there are guys who also fuck and don't shit in your toilet like that Oh yeah, that's true They don't even buy you your cookies And they don't make ridiculous jokes when they're on the throne

like, we're gonna fuck after darling, I'm coming to you I add to this a small detail that will certainly have its importance. Ludo has a lot of hair on his ass. I didn't want to go into too much detail. Yes, that's it. Now I imagine it even more as too detailed. I don't want to know who Ludo is, especially now that we know who Chichou is.

No, I don't want to know at all if he's the character. Finally, we decide to say goodbye. So he sits naked on the edge of the bed to put his... I'm out. I'm out. I'm out. I'm out. I'm out. I'm out. I'm out.

I'm out. I'm out. So in my bed to sleep, but a detail calls me. On the white sheets, a brown mark on the edge of the bed.

I'm out.

I'm out.

Behind your screen, you know very well what it is. But we know, right, Belle? As soon as she said, hair in the ass, I saw it coming. I'm very innocent and I think it's probably biscuit chocolate. No! No, no, no!

It's the little prince who ate it! It's not... He didn't finish all the biscuits! It can't be biscuits, he ate the test!

No!

So much!

So I get close to my nose... No!

Why are you getting close to my nose?

It's biscuit! Burn it!

Like, no! Burn the bed!

Yeah, I admit. I love this subject! I get closer to my bed and I take a big breath of poop

Oh the breath of poop

And it's not yours, it's worse

It clearly wasn't chocolate And it was definitely the last time I saw this guy Who made me fall in love with poop stuck in his ass hair But really, there's poop stuck in the ass What is this madness? I thought I was going to throw up disgust for sniffing that so close

and I had to throw my sheets in the trash because even the sink, out of the question, I sleep with It disgusts me, even you know, you have the memory of the poop that was there but you don't sleep with that! Never in your life, you know?

Not too much morality, put to the conclusion to this story, if not to listen to your instinct towards people, dare to say no and in doubt, do not sniff any dirty spots. Kisses to all and continue this superb format that I love.

I think the main moral is to stop putting the bar so low. Already with everything that happened

before, you shouldn't have given him that. He comes to your house, he eats, he drinks quietly, he doesn't take off his shoes, he comes to your bed, does his little thing, he leaves traces of poop and you, now where are you? You're the one who has to take the sheet and put it in the trash. We say no, my beauties, we say no.

Yeah, that's clearly no.

The bar is up there, up there.

Period.

If he eats your little prince, it's a real problem. Sorry, but I eat understand. If I agree, I have more cakes for my guests, but in general.

If we eat two little biscuits, I understand. But if you're there, you just take the whole packet.

But she didn't have a single biscuit. Yeah, that's horrible.

It's like the big brothers who ate 10 loaves of bread with milk.

They took the whole packet.

The whole packet. And then there was no more.

She was good in that one too. because I could stay for hours just reading stories. It's crazy, because people live crazy stories, really. Yeah, they have lives, but I can't tell myself sometimes, I tell myself, but it must be fake, it's not possible, but in fact, no. Sometimes you have so many similars, you say, but it's sure they live that. And people are crazy, people live crazy things on the bus. So we hope that all the people who have lived weird things, It's never too late to break up. Oh, that's true. Never too late. You know, there's a bias, I think it's a bias of commitment. It's basically the bias of,

well, you have the impression that you've given so much time to something that you don't want to stop.

Yeah, and you even have the impression that you've given so much time and you've seen change. But sometimes, this change is just biased and you fall in love with an image in your head, a perception, etc. And you fall in love with the real thing, with the usual, because they're people who isolate you, they're people who do a lot of things. We've seen it in the stories, girls.

We're safe from laughing, the world outside is hard as hell. Kisses, so to be careful, my babies.

Be careful, it's important. Thank you so much for coming. Thank you for the invitation. I'm so happy, it was so good It was so good, the crazy stories The bad boy stories, yeah! The gangster! I loved it

Some people I'm not going to see

Maybe you'll see more Red Flag now Maybe now I'll be more focused on my choice of... So, are there any new things coming?

Maybe depending on when it comes out Maybe a short clip A short clip with another artist in the background.

Incredible.

An internal artist. Maybe there's merch too. Maybe there's vinyl.

Maybe not. Are you looking for Teodora? Maybe.

Maybe not.

I love it. If you want to know, you'll have to follow her Instagram and you'll have all the information. Everything is below in the description. Thank you so much for listening to Sip & Gossip. Thanks again to all the teams that make this format possible. Thank you for sending us anecdotes.

I remind you on the Magla.fr website. And thank you very much.

Thank you for the invitation.

I loved it, I loved the tea too. I ate all the macarons? Are they crazy or what? There are macarons on the table, I'm not going to eat them! There's only one left!

But the others leave them all!

Really!

Every time they leave them! She honored the show of AZ. But I see that the macarons were crazy! But I see that the macarons were crazy! No, but it's just that they don't dare.