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13 hours ago, Benji Price said:

Confession: I wasted 15 minutes of my life trying to figure that out :wacko: , during which my dinner got burned :vinty:

That's what you deserve, red hater -_-

confession: every time a bird shits on my car, I sit on my porch and eat a plate of eggs to show them what I'm capable of

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Confession: at my college, it is illegal to smoke within 100 feet of the buildings,and I'm allergic to cigarette smoke. One day, as I was chaining up my bike in the rain, I saw a girl leaning near the doors on her phone,and lighting up. As I walked into the building, i loudly said to her, "if that's a hundred feet, I'd hate to see what you consider six inches!!"

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58 minutes ago, TexasDice said:

Man, I have absolutely nothing to do on this forum atm. It's about time for some releases, but none are in sight.

Funny, all i've been doing on the forums the past year or so is shitposting in the Coliseum of Chatter. I haven't so much as posted in a vn topic for a long time. Probably why i have been stuck at 960-65 posts for as long as i remember.

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Confession: I was never gutsy enough to skip class until senior year. But I didn’t just skip class, oh no. I waited until everyone in class was busy reading “All Quiet On The Western Front” and the teacher was working on something on her desk. I slid out of my chair, lay down on the floor, and army-crawled across the classroom to the door. About halfway across, I became aware that everyone was staring at me… But no one was telling the teacher. I escaped successfully, and did it two more times.

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Confession: In college, I live on a floor with some obnoxious morons, at least one of which took it to waking me at night with loud bangs at my door. Tired of this crap and having exhausted the proper chain of command via my RA, I scoured all over the internet for the loudest, kinkiest gay porn out there. I made up a playlist, set it to Loop, and blasted the volume as I left for my day at school

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7 hours ago, Firemonk said:

Confession: In college, I live on a floor with some obnoxious morons, at least one of which took it to waking me at night with loud bangs at my door. Tired of this crap and having exhausted the proper chain of command via my RA, I scoured all over the internet for the loudest, kinkiest gay porn out there. I made up a playlist, set it to Loop, and blasted the volume as I left for my day at school

I have a lingering feeling that you've established a reputation of a closeted guy for yourself :P

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I've been exposed to retail, fast food, and currently inventory work environments... y'know, all the fun part-time workios for da typical college students 

But yeah today I was exposed to a production environment when I was assigned to be a part of a 'special project': to be in the QA production line at the manufacturer where they make our inventory scanning machines

It's... an interesting environment, compared to what I'm used to. Lotsa people moving around that all look the same wearing their factory attire, lotsa loud manufacturing noises, parking is absolutely horrendous, I was basically that 'hi it's mah first day, where 2 go?!!!' late asshole

My role btw was to put all the serial number stickers on our machines :makina:. It's actually fking HARD to get them on straight, so you should thank the prick who put your stickers on nicely on your Lappy. Unless that was roboticized, idk

Idk how people can do these jobs 8 hrs/day

 

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15 hours ago, Funyarinpa said:

I have a lingering feeling that you've established a reputation of a closeted guy for yourself :P

Nah I'm straight, gay porn is just really loud because of  all the anal penetration 

confession: One XMAS I was pissed at a guy in a new BMW who deliberately parked across two spaces in the mall. I accidentally rubbed up against his car with my keys…five or six times.

Confession: When I was in 8th grade, I told a girl with Down’s Syndrome that the fire alarm was really an alarm to open the locks on all of the doors in the school when she couldn’t get into the locked band room. Moments after I walked out of the room, and down the hallway, she pulled it. I’m a horrible person....

Confession: During one of my semesters in college, I had to live next to some obnoxious sorority pledges who made a racket at all hours of the day and night. One day, their “big” left them Hershey’s kisses outside their door. Guess who had a glorious chocolate binge that night?

Confession: I have bought a packet of cookie dough. I have no intention of following the instructions on the back before I eat it.

Confession:Before the holidays, I was helping my five-year-old little sister wrap presents in my parents’ room. She was writing on packages with a permanent marker on their bed, and the marker accidentally slipped and wrote on the sheet. Rather than telling them, I took everything off the bed, rotated the sheet 180 degrees, and put the stuff back on. They still haven’t noticed... it's been ten years

Confession:My roommate is a mean little pill who slams doors, is loud in the mornings, and generally nasty. I found her journal in her bed when measuring her room for a new prospective roommate- she talks about how muchmy kindness “disgusts” her (wtf??)I took a photo of the page where she describes cheating on her boyfriend, who she hopes to marry, and plan on emailing it him when she is flying overseas to live with him for 3 months this summer. Karma’s a bitch. 

Confession: When I was living in an apartment complex, my neighbors were the most obnoxious girls ever, keeping everyone up for most the night every night. One Sunday I got back before every else and decided to make sure they were up all night and not for fun reasons. I stuck medical grade lube inside their keyhole and covered the knob with vaseline. They were up until 3 am trying to get back into their room. Revenge extracted.

Considering the mass amounts of posts I make here I have a lot to get off my chest

confession: I lightly bumped a car that stopped suddenly at a green light. No damage to either car but she said she was hurt. Acting concerned I told her to pull into a lot and I would call an ambulance and police. She turned in and I drove away.

Confession: When I hit my teenage years, my father and I began seriously butting heads. He started saying “who pissed in your lemonade” whenever he wanted to rile me up — so basically, every other day. After several months of this, I finally got fed up enough to buy a lemonade carton, dump half of it, and fill the rest with my urine. My father threw up after drinking it and grounded me for five weeks, but he never said the phrase again.

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Confession: Before I started writing original stories of my own, I practiced my writing skills with fan fiction. I used to write crossovers and the like, some made sense while others were absurd. What essentially killed writing fan fiction for me was when a crazy fan of my crossovers started pressuring me to write what he wants to see, which was the first time I've ever experienced a crazy side of a fanbase. I have never wrote any fan fics since.

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