[QUOTE=gonzalolog;47394478]
I swear that i'll find you guys[/QUOTE]
i rated late because you're too late to stop me
Well...
When I was like younger than a year old, I didn't eat. I had severe esophageal reflux which was actually the beginning of what I have now (crohns disease), anyway...kids logic was it hurts when I eat so I just won't eat!
Of course, that wasnt gonna end well. So, the doctor put in a feeding tube. I am 20 years old now and I still have where they put the lifesaving port in so basically, it looks like a second belly button and I never want to take my shirt off because of it.
Granted, I'm like 5'11 and 210 lbs so its not like i'm a calvin klein model but ya know I kinda steer away from pools and shit
When I was 12, I used to get along well with a girl in my class.
One day when I was at hers, I for some reason decided that it would be a good idea to post "Niggers, why don't they work?" on her Facebook page.
I don't know why I thought it was funny.
I have yet to be caught, 4.5 years later.
Last night I had a dream that I was photoshopping Filthy Frank's head onto the CIA guy's body.
[t]http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/rsz_maxresdefault_5316.jpg[/t]
[t]http://img.4plebs.org/boards/tv/image/1382/06/1382062279958.png[/t]
I should really stop going on the internet so much.
[QUOTE=Alex_V;47399852]When I was 12, I used to get along well with a girl in my class.
One day when I was at hers, I for some reason decided that it would be a good idea to post "Niggers, why don't they work?" on her Facebook page.
I don't know why I thought it was funny.
I have yet to be caught, 4.5 years later.[/QUOTE]
What happened to the girl?
I have a weird fascination with halving or splitting things in the middle, like, for instance, if I see the phrase 'Facepunch Studios', I'd be like "Facepunc|h Studios", 'shitting dick nipples', would be like "shitting di|ck nipples", et cetera
I do that all the time
[QUOTE=EuSKalduna;47401521]What happened to the girl?[/QUOTE]
he did say he "used to get along well with a girl in my class"
Caught my little bro masturbating to vore about a year ago...
Saw my roommate type in his password for xbox live on the TV. I tried it on his laptop, and it worked. I didn't do anything with his laptop. I just wanted to see if he [I]really[/I] used that password for everything.
The password?
[sp]football1[/sp]
[QUOTE=CrucialSeBBi;47402094]Caught my little bro masturbating to vore about a year ago...[/QUOTE]
Whats his fp username since that basically confirms hes a member
[QUOTE=Cold Finger;47402353]Saw my roommate type in his password for xbox live on the TV. I tried it on his laptop, and it worked. I didn't do anything with his laptop. I just wanted to see if he [I]really[/I] used that password for everything.
The password?
[sp]football1[/sp][/QUOTE]
Better than hunter2.
[QUOTE=Luxuria;47402616]Whats his fp username since that basically confirms hes a member[/QUOTE]
Thankfully he ain't a fp user
Whenever I have a word document open during a class, I will randomly turn the font up to a massive size and bold the shit out of it and type something silly like "I KNOW YOU'RE WATCHING," regardless if I actually caught anyone peeking at my screen :v:
Sometimes Whenever someone is saying something serious to me, I'll think something really weird or lewd to see if they can read minds.
[QUOTE=Jmir 54;47410085]Sometimes Whenever someone is saying something serious to me, I'll think something really weird or lewd to see if they can read minds.[/QUOTE]
I occasionally wonder if someone's reading my mind, so occasionally think to myself,
"Hey.
You.
Yeah you.
I. Know."
Then look at people's faces around me to see if they have any type of fright on their face.
I dont get the feels when playing videogames AT ALL.
Well, I do but it actually lasts TWO SECONDS before I dont care at all.
I almost hit someone driving today, turning left in somewhere away and unfamiliar, the lights did not have one for a left turn. I was watching the cars to make sure I could turn when the light turned green. When I turned someone was using the crosswalk, I was going slow enough to stop immediately, so the distance between the car and her were not too close, bit the fright on her face made me feel like total shit. Wish I could find her and apologize.
I'm still new to driving, but I've never made a such a large mistake before, worst things I've done before were small things like slightly going over the parking line, and "almost" hitting a short pole sticking out of the ground when backing out from a restaurant, so this was a huge wake up call.
Whenever I need to find something but can't find it anywhere, I look in the same spot twice or even three times even though I know it's not there just in case I "missed" it.
When I'm driving alone I try to fit the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air theme into the rhythm of the radio songs.
[QUOTE=Fourm Shark;47422557]Im slightly paranoid that if I say something about someone or something that happened near me that someone is going to recognize themselves in the story and find out who I am.[/QUOTE]
I do this all the time. Even thougb i live in such an old school tiny town where nobody even knows how to use a computer. But theres still that possibility.
i regularly get minor depression because i never have the oppertunity to get things i want done, and when i get the chance it's late at night all i can think about is everything i have to do tomorrow. it completely drains me of any motivation to do what i want to that night.
Say i want to work on animating a project, but i'm busy with school and work until 5 PM. Then i get home and family keeps me occupied until 8, then friends keep me occupied until 10, Then when i finally have time to do what i need to all i can think of is "I've got to do something tomorrow... I should sleep. i've got less than 3 hours. less than two. less than one." etc. Even if i could drop every choice from my schedule and be free after 7pm i'd still be weighed down by living with family who throw off my concentration with constant buzz ins.
It seems like something that could so easily be remedied if i could just move out, but i need to head to college which will be much harder if i move out because i'll have to work to pay for that on top of college, and if i stay home while i go to college i'll be juggling that, work, and family in an enviroment i can't hear my own thoughts for more than 10 seconds.
Oh, and my house is always loud and it really pisses me off. I don't mean as in loud family, i mean the ceiling in EVERY room is irreasonably high causing for constant echo, one computer will echo through every room, same with TV's and all. I can't stand to hear my own voice simply because the cave-type echo i hear every time i do makes me have to really take in all the sound of it and i hate it. There's not a single place with true silence, and i can't go outside to silence either in a busy neighborhood like this.
[editline]31st March 2015[/editline]
[QUOTE=Sandvich9;47422519]When I'm driving alone I try to fit the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air theme into the rhythm of the radio songs.[/QUOTE]
i do the same thing but with this
[video=youtube;_Yf8FHjMPk0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Yf8FHjMPk0[/video]
I always hear someone calling my name when i'm listening to music even when i'm alone at home.
[QUOTE=RzDat;47429360]I always hear someone calling my name when i'm listening to music even when i'm alone at home.[/QUOTE]
I only do that late at night when I'm tired and in the uncomfortable state of sobriety
[QUOTE=RzDat;47429360]I always hear someone calling my name when i'm listening to music even when i'm alone at home.[/QUOTE]
Weirdly enough, i had a look into this and apparently this is to do with the feeling of "Lonliness" and our brain is wanting someone to call our name for social interaction. At least this was a theory that was apparently researched.
[QUOTE=greeley;47435783]Weirdly enough, i had a look into this and apparently this is to do with the feeling of "Lonliness" and our brain is wanting someone to call our name for social interaction. At least this was a theory that was apparently researched.[/QUOTE]
And what it achieves is sudden, intense feeling of paranoia
Scumbag brain
There are a basket of fake breadsticks in my kitchen that are there just for show, and every week or so I think they're real.
And I get so mad.
once when i was five i was eating dinner at an outdoor restaurant and my hands were covered in ketchup and when nobody was looking i wiped my hands on a dog
[QUOTE=Skrappy;47435964]once when i was five i was eating dinner at an outdoor restaurant and my hands were covered in ketchup and when nobody was looking i wiped my hands on a dog[/QUOTE]
Holy shit, that's terrible, but I can't stop laughing.
When i was younger and my dad was drunk on saturday nights, me and my sister would play pool with him and we'd pretend to bet £20 that we would win and dad would agree, he'd end up putting £40 on the table, and then my sister would pre-occupy our dad whilst we'd put a ball or two i the pocket so we'd win.
I think we'd end up winning about £40 each every weekend.
Up until 3-4 years ago (I'm nearly 18) I used to think that, regardless of whether you or your partner have any STDs, there's still a random chance of getting one from unprotected sex.
I'm not the brightest person, I mostly dozed off during sex ed and thought that "d goes into the v" is all I needed to know.
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