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youngnastyman wroteForbidden fruit syndrome.I am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
youngnastyman wroteWrong threadI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
upstatedoc wroteActually that is a legitimate confession, carry-on.youngnastyman wroteWrong threadI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
squishy wroteYup I have the balls in this marriage.Lups is my wife
I'm a woman
Never Convicted wroteI laughed for real! Many family members of mine have worked hard for their slots in heaven. I would never risk an eternity with them. If my belief of no god is wrong, I hope I won't be stuck with themLups is definitely going to Hell.
Speaking of which, before I stopped being Catholic, I'd go to confession and make up sins I committed. What was I supposed to do? Remember all that shit?
youngnastyman wroteNigisI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
1. I called regulatory agencies on my former companies before. They still don't know who did it.
2. I "legally" shorted one of the company I use to work with.
3. I secretly acted (legally and ethically) so that this small company will have a huge financial problem, and try to buy the company from general partners and the president. 4 years later, i sent them a proposal and they called me. It went down south so quick that I ended up give up on acquiring it.
Gosh, i am so evil...
808@702 wroteBuahahaWhen I was in Vegas I dated a girl less than half my age. It was good for three weeks then
Dude you know you're old when that's legal.
You will not get a confession out of me!
He looked like a bitch
chillbil79 wroteHahahaha.... that last story just made my day. Thanks dude for the laugh.In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Repoman wrotechillbil79 wroteHahahaha.... that last story just made my day. Thanks dude for the laugh.In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Well, one girl dyed tamps red and put them all over my car after I just had a wonderful $500 paint job from Maaco. So during the night, I went to her house and did "something" to her drivers door handle.
Never knew it was me, because we had a string of maybe 3/4 guys and girls that would prank each other. I never spoke of that day until now.
(Happened in the '90s; I was visiting my friend who worked there. Had eaten a bunch of hot sauce and by the time I got there, I was dying. Asked him where the men's room was. He told me to make a left into the hall and it was on the right. I did exactly that - left turn, and entered a door on the right side of the hallway.
A few minutes later, my friend knocks on the door and asks if I'm in there. I said "yes." He says "what the *uck are you doing in there?!"
I look down, see pink floor tiles and think...'oh, sh!t!'
He stalls a couple of ladies that were headed to the bathroom. I get out, and a minute or two later, we hear "Oh my God, open a window! OPEN A WINDOW!!"
My pal was laughing so hard he almost passed out.)
