- Sep 18, 2016
Wow. I feel soon the rats would spend more time on TLR, than on dating sites or facebook etc.
Yeah, it´s so funny, the rats try this all the timeThe victim already dragged the rat to the police to try to press charges against me because of my postings here. The police sent them away ("this is not a crime, dear rat & victim"), then she dragged the rat to a civil lawyer, who send me a letter in standard phrasing ("Please stay away from "the internet", especially from the site "Tunisian Love Rats dot com"....., or else...."). No avail. Then rat & victim made a Facebook account on my name with my ugliest pictures, removed by Facebook mods in one day. Wonder what will happen next.....
1.That beautiful couple "rat and victim" do they know that theft of personal information ( now I mean your false account on your name) is punishable by law?The victim already dragged the rat to the police to try to press charges against me because of my postings here. The police sent them away ("this is not a crime, dear rat & victim"), then she dragged the rat to a civil lawyer, who send me a letter in standard phrasing ("Please stay away from "the internet", especially from the site "Tunisian Love Rats dot com"....., or else...."). No avail. Then rat & victim made a Facebook account on my name with my ugliest pictures, removed by Facebook mods in one day. Wonder what will happen next.....
Call the police and his employer right nowYou know... it's all in the past. I left the rat, Tunisia, this site, behind me. But then the rat came knocking on my door again. As a parcel delivery guy. I asked him politely to go away and never knock on my door again. I put a polite paper on the door informing that parcels from the company the rat is working for must be delivered at a pick-up point. I explained to his employer that the rat as a history of violence with me and they promised me to instruct him the same - do not deliver any parcels at that address. A colleague of his also promised me to tell the rat to stay away from my home.
And there he is. Knocking on my door like a lunatic, with a parcel in his hands. I'm so fed up with this.
Oh, now how familiar is this There are fake FB's of me doing the rounds too For sure, they are not my favourite photos, haha, his favourite seems to be a silly face selfie with my son in France, but bugger it, the fools can keep doing it...at least I look happy in my pic, even with my sunbathing hairstyle Truly ridiculous. Chin up, chick....you've got thisThen rat & victim made a Facebook account on my name with my ugliest pictures
Is it worth your while installing cameras at your house, chick? Even just seeing them might frighten him off, but if not, it is proof of how often ratty comes calling. Absolutely stupid creatures...they really are pathetic!The parcel delivery business here is a long chain of subcontractors. All I can do right now is file a complaint with headquarters. The police is informed about the situation and they are standby, but the rat knows the police will only come if he attacks me. The rat is only knocking at my door to get at me, to try to provoke me, demonstrating that he has not lost a shred of his ratiness.
I must admit, I wouldn't give any of them one dinar, no matter what the sob story. It's nice to see one used the money positively (if he speaks the truth), but I hope he gained everything he now has in an honest manner and that he wasn't taking money from lots of women.When I was in Tunisia for the first time I made a lot of friends. I cut contact with them when the thing between me & the rat became serious. I found that was the right thing to do - no male friends, especially not any male Tunisian friends, to show my respect for the rat (no... really! ) and our relationship. I contacted some of them again after I had discovered the rat's fraud and the rat had started to seriously threaten me. They all rememberd me, after ten years, that was nice. They told me what had become of them after all these years.
One of them, about the same age as the rat, went to Europe around the same time as the rat, to study in France. No resources to speak of, just like the rat. I've sent him once 50 euros he needed to register at university (or something like that).
He told me last year that those 50 euros have saved his life. That he has been homeless for a while, hardly any food, but able to continue at university. He graduated, set up his own business and is now making good money, 5 employees. What a difference with the rat - who just sat here with his mouth open, waiting for the ready roasted birds to fly into his mouth, after 10 years still parasitizing on women, gladly fiddling money out of anyone who falls for his tearjerking stories, without the intention of ever paying back (I've spoken to several Tunisians who the rat also owes money to), still behaving as a little boy with his Tony Montana "don't fuck with me" act.
These 50 euros have been a better investment than the (many, many, many more) invested in the rat. Oh well. This was just a thought.
The scary thing is he actually BELIEVES this bs , seriously disturbed individualUpdate. Apparently this rat screens this site. He has started texting me again that I am a crazy woman . And comes back to my door, beating the window as if he wants to break it .
Somehow he managed to convince himself and his latest private banker that he went crazy because I am crazy. That he has a season ticket for psychiatric help and therapy for his addictions and his violence because of me and my perverted enjoyment of power over him. What I understand between the lines is that his story since I discovered his fraud, is that I used him as my slave. All these years he has been a helpless victim of me, evil woman who forced him to have sex, over and over again . As did one of the other women he screwed besides me, BTW - also a lot of forced sex there . I am worse, because I ALSO forced him take my money (lots and lots of it, mind you) and to beat me up, deliberately, so I could go to the police to make his miserable life even more miserable, for my pleasure. Not his choice, but mine. And that I expose him on this site because I cannot stand having lost my control over him. His latest victim believes him, every single word he says
Don’t forget not ever brushing teeth! Karma has struck....Isn't it just the best feeling ever when you read something here, it triggers a memory....and you can laugh at it, a real, true belly laugh!! I had that moment earlier on another thread about hair gel, dandruff and lack of rat hygiene, oh...the memories Laughter truly is the cure for all! At the time, these things were just not funny, but when you look back now, with support and an understanding, it's hilarious how pathetic and predictable these rats are...they're all the same!
He still does not look happy! Happiness comes from deep down inside....Rats will never learn it! They think getting a few presents, all-expense paid trips, a girlfriend for their personal usage, and visas to other countries will bring them true happiness! Abdelhak had it all, was still never happy, blew it all, and is now even more unhappy than he was! Too many kind ladies thought like I did.....if they are given a chance, their pathetic lives can be changed.....wring....they like living the rat lifestyle! It’s all in the thrill of the chase! When they get a new victim completely hooked, time to move on to the next one! That is the way they live! Hang out in the coffee shops for hours, comparing who got what, making fun of the poor victims, and trying to one up each other! Hell is going to be absolutely full with Tunisian Love Rats! Even Ramadan, they suffer until night and then it’s party, party! No respect for their religion! That’s truly sad! No helping their Motgers with cooking, cleaning, nothing at all! No wonder they are so bored