purpledisc said:

Imagine drowning in that position! That'd have to be one of the most embarassing ways to die.

I don't recall doing anything gross.

Once, the only bathroom in this house was occupied and I really had to get my urine on, so I took a Snapple bottle, filled it pretty much to the top, and sealed it, planning to dump it out into the toilet late that night so no one would see me walking around with a bottle full of pee. So I hid it behind my bed, waiting eagerly for that fabled hour.

However, I ended up going out that night and of course, forgot about the pee bottle.

Three months later, I was cleaning behind my bed and saw it just sitting there like "Hey, remember me?" The bathroom was again occupied at this time, so rather than risking it slipping from my memory again, I checked if anyone was outside, and when the coast was clear, I dumped it out the window.

I felt kind of like Howard Hughes.

Spats said:

That's because of the minds ability to block out things the ego would rather forget.

i like it when a girl comes in my hands

HobbesLeCute said:

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

i love his stories.

Last year I bought this pair of greenish brown pinstripe pants. Once I was walking down Hennipen between classes and this mentally unstable seeming gent stopped and asked if I knew anyplace nearby that had a pay phone. I replied "Sorry, I don't," and thought that to be the end of it. About five seconds later I heard him shout after me "Excuse me! Sir, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" and I hesitantly replied, "Um, go ahead. Shoot."

"Do you have a sock in those pants you're wearing?" he asks.

"Uhhhh, no." I replied.

He simply whistled in this slightly impressed sounding tone, apologized, and walked off. Thinking it was just a creepy old man trying to get some (I never noticed any prominent bulge when I looked at them in the mirror), I went on wearing the pants for a few months.

Later on I recounted the story to a friend of mine, who regretfully confirmed that they were indeed "borderline obscene" and that I should "seriously stop wearing them." This is a pair of pants that I had previously worn around my immediate family, my grandparents, my teachers, pretty much everyone. I was mortified.

I hope this doesn't sound like I'm bragging. I was legitimately embarassed by the whole thing. If any of you fellows out there would like a pair of pants that create the image of a giant package, by all means, I would be happy to let them go.

This thread is more disturbing that Gary Glitter's computer.

Excessive nose picker here! I get caught all the time and I don't even care I just laugh.
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CarrieLee said:

I pick my nose when I'm alone or it's too dark for anyone present to notice.

I smoke so much that they sometimes come out dark brown.

HobbesLeCute said:

My favorite nose picking time is when I'm driving. Then I roll them up and throw them out the window.

CarrieLee said:

What do you do when they're too wet to really flick? This is always a serious dilema for me.

HobbesLeCute said:

I just wipe them on the side of my seat. This applies to other cars too when I'm the passenger. I always get caught doing that too, and I laugh again.

CarrieLee said:

Hahaha! That's what I do too.

HobbesLeCute said:

fantasyislander said:

Hahahah I just read all this now. I didn't know there were so many booger fans.

emm said:

I used to put them under my bed at least

HobbesLeCute said:

it's called a CROTCH TENT!

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

that's hot.

GangstaFam said:

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

HobbesLeCute said:

Yeeeees! You aren't going to let me sit next to you at the next Invasion, are you?

jillybean said:

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

Don't laugh, Dansa - I may sit next to you!

CarrieLee said:

do u use your fingers for any thing else ?????....