Confessions

Which one of them is Peyton MAnning?

BygonEra said:

But one thing I'm terrified of is paper cuts, to a retardedly abnormal degree...

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My irrational fear is cotton wool. Can't stand the stuff. Worst is pulling a ball of it apart. Surprise me with it and I will actually scream. Like a girl. That stuff just creeps me out.

Confessions; good for the soul, bad for the reputation.

There's alot to confess but since I'm not on my death bed I'll just shut up..

GreatwhiteNorth said:

Arrgggg - that song. . . . I'm ready to take an icepick through the ear canal !

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Wrong thread! This belongs on the brain weevil song thread. New glow ball's whatchya gonna do with 'em

whippersnappers........

I once got busy in a burger king bathroom.

Popsicle sticks. The sensation of them touching my tongue was like nails on a blackboard. The very thought would make me squeam. I became very good at delicately nibbling the radial frostiness of the last quarter-inch off that diabolical strip of maple.

dangledo said:

I once got busy in a burger king bathroom.

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Were you wearing these?

cannabineer said:

Popsicle sticks. The sensation of them touching my tongue was like nails on a blackboard. The very thought would make me squeam. I became very good at delicately nibbling the radial frostiness of the last quarter-inch off that diabolical strip of maple.

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The tongue? For me it was the teeth. Insert no teeth joke

ClaytonBigsby said:

The tongue? For me it was the teeth. Insert no teeth joke

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My teeth protected me from both that argh texture and the aieee flavor.

I confess to loving baby sweet peas

I used to fight with my little (big) sister quite badly and when she used to run away from me, I'd let her get all the way to the top of the stairs so I could pull her and carpet burn her on the whole way back down, not just half. I should have had a brother.

joe macclennan said:

I confess to loving baby sweet peas

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A confession refers to admitting to somthing you would prefer to keep private. Why have you felt the need to keep private that you like sweet peas until now? I think you are just saying things you like. I like lamp. That's not a confession.

I confess to liking bright lamps very bright lamps

PeyoteReligion said:

A confession refers to admitting to somthing you would prefer to keep private. Why have you felt the need to keep private that you like sweet peas until now? I think you are just saying things you like. I like lamp. That's not a confession.

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i'd say i'm sorry for not following your rules....but i'm not

joe macclennan said:

i'd say i'm sorry for not following your rules....but i'm not

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Nah not setting any rules, just clarifying a definition...I'm sorry you didn't get that.

ok, lets break this down....god this is dumb

most people don't like peas....I do, I thought it would be a funny confession to say that I not only like them, but reallly like them.

If you don't get that I can't help you.

argumentative much?



con·fess (k

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)v. con·fessed, con·fess·ing, con·fess·es
v.tr.1. To disclose (something damaging or inconvenient to oneself); admit. See Synonyms at acknowledge

joe macclennan said:

ok, lets break this down....god this is dumb

most people don't like peas....I do, I thought it would be a funny confession to say that I not only like them, but reallly like them.

If you don't get that I can't help you.

argumentative much?



con·fess(k

n-f

s

)v. con·fessed, con·fess·ing, con·fess·es
v.tr.1. To disclose (something damaging or inconvenient to oneself); admit. See Synonyms at acknowledge

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Hey man, accusatory much? No argument intended. I simply was pointing out that enjoying peas (which I do too) is not "damaging or inconvenient" to admit. I suppose the "humor" did fail upon me. Whoops.

I suppose

Sorry for any confusion...