Confessions

Indagrow

Well-Known Member
No one perfect, we all have our moments. Going against the grain leaves memories tho, breaking a social norm will stick with you. You bury these moments deep down inside and they eat away at you. On Barstool they have a confession of the week blog, members spill their hearts out. It. Is. Hilarious. I figured ours would be even better! It's come to my attention I'm so saint, and have a good deal of confessing to do. Depending upon how well this goes you may learn a lot about what makes the members here tick. What repressed shameful memory eats at them moulding them into what we know. This is the most recent thing that happened to me and it just happened this morning...

Out late last night and ended up two hours away from work and had to be here at 8am. Strolled in at 8:45 only to find my boss outback not looking to fresh, asked how he was and he said he was thinking he was about to be sick. I parked got out and said so am I (felt fine) still a little buzzed I induced a purge right next to him. My hopes where that it would make him puke and it did. We played dueling stomachs for like five mins. Mine smelt profusely of booze and sin, apparently he is just sick. Now I'm cast in a poor light so to even the tables I asked if he wanted to smoke, so at least we both sinned...we hit my bowl twice. My aim in all of this was to not have morning meeting and not get bitch at for being late for the fifth Saturday in a row. I made a grown man puke, just so I didn't get yelled at. Pretty dick Move IMHO

so what do you got? Be absolved of your sins !
 

Sunbiz1

Well-Known Member
So now you're posting on the job?...get back to work you!

Kidding

Moderation is always a good thing when it comes to booze.:peace:
 

neosapien

Well-Known Member
Years ago my aunt pulled a bunch of strings and called in a bunch of favors to get me to the top of the list for an interview for a postman job. I had been up for several days blowing massive amounts of coke and banging this hot drug crazed broad and decided I'd rather continue doing that than secure my future. Told my aunt I didn't get it.

I've since beaten my battle with that stuff. First time I've ever confessed that to anybody.
 

GreatwhiteNorth

Global Moderator
Staff member
Only if you're the OP's boss.:lol:
~ Checks shirt for puke ~
Nope, I'm clean.

Years ago my aunt pulled a bunch of strings and called in a bunch of favors to get me to the top of the list for an interview for a postman job. I had been up for several days blowing massive amounts of coke and banging this hot drug crazed broad and decided I'd rather continue doing that than secure my future. Told my aunt I didn't get it.
I've since beaten my battle with that stuff. First time I've ever confessed that to anybody.
"I didn't get it because I was Gettin IT" :hump:
 

Mad Hamish

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Back in the days of my wild youth I used to have this habit of dropping a wrap of ketamine on the table whenever a bunch of coke heads were around. Funniest shit ever. People never ASK what's in there, nor if they can open it up and chop some out. Grab, chop, snort, leave me last in line too. How much fun I had watching 'em collapse, or wobble about like their legs were made of rubber. I even caught one guy out like that 3 times. Can you believe that?! ROFL.

Kinda twisted I know. Greed sucks. I love kicking greed in the balls.
 

ebgood

Well-Known Member
We must be brothers from another mother because I have the same affection.

This gal happens to be packin two of my favorites.

[video=youtube;m7bMZnzbKBs]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7bMZnzbKBs[/video]
nice. ive just learned to deal with it
 

minnesmoker

Well-Known Member
Do you have to feel remorse to confess?

I once cut a man's balls off, sauteed them and made him eat it.
I cut a clerk's pinky finger 3/4 off, to get a drop safe combo from the manager (it worked.)
I used to wire all of my cars with a a little IED+cell phone detonator, in case I got car jacked.
I started the woods behind our townhouse on fire when I was 9 because the birds in it kept waking me up.
I helped my sister start a field fire, because she got stung by an ant.
I poisoned the cat that scratched me when I was 5.
I poisoned (non-fatally) my grandparents after an especially bad beating. My sister helped me with that.
I pissed on my grandfather's grave and sent a pic of it to my grandmother in an email, entitled "Wish you were here."
I made small distilled chlorine/ammonia bombs for my brother, because the neighbors would beat him whenever my sister and I weren't home He snicked in through the crawl space connecting the townhouses and bombed them while they were at dinner -- I think one of the kids that bullied him died.
I busted all of a musician's fingers when I was 15, because he'd given my sister something. He hung himself a day later.

Feeling better about making someone puke, Inda?
 

ebgood

Well-Known Member
Do you have to feel remorse to confess?

I once cut a man's balls off, sauteed them and made him eat it.
I cut a clerk's pinky finger 3/4 off, to get a drop safe combo from the manager (it worked.)
I used to wire all of my cars with a a little IED+cell phone detonator, in case I got car jacked.
I started the woods behind our townhouse on fire when I was 9 because the birds in it kept waking me up.
I helped my sister start a field fire, because she got stung by an ant.
I poisoned the cat that scratched me when I was 5.
I poisoned (non-fatally) my grandparents after an especially bad beating. My sister helped me with that.
I pissed on my grandfather's grave and sent a pic of it to my grandmother in an email, entitled "Wish you were here."
I made small distilled chlorine/ammonia bombs for my brother, because the neighbors would beat him whenever my sister and I weren't home He snicked in through the crawl space connecting the townhouses and bombed them while they were at dinner -- I think one of the kids that bullied him died.
I busted all of a musician's fingers when I was 15, because he'd given my sister something. He hung himself a day later.

Feeling better about making someone puke, Inda?
good resume
you should apply for the mob
 

Skuxx

Well-Known Member
Should have made that guy cut his own balls off. Would be more entertaining, and less dirty work.
 

Mad Hamish

Well-Known Member
Do you have to feel remorse to confess?

I once cut a man's balls off, sauteed them and made him eat it.
I cut a clerk's pinky finger 3/4 off, to get a drop safe combo from the manager (it worked.)
I used to wire all of my cars with a a little IED+cell phone detonator, in case I got car jacked.
I started the woods behind our townhouse on fire when I was 9 because the birds in it kept waking me up.
I helped my sister start a field fire, because she got stung by an ant.
I poisoned the cat that scratched me when I was 5.
I poisoned (non-fatally) my grandparents after an especially bad beating. My sister helped me with that.
I pissed on my grandfather's grave and sent a pic of it to my grandmother in an email, entitled "Wish you were here."
I made small distilled chlorine/ammonia bombs for my brother, because the neighbors would beat him whenever my sister and I weren't home He snicked in through the crawl space connecting the townhouses and bombed them while they were at dinner -- I think one of the kids that bullied him died.
I busted all of a musician's fingers when I was 15, because he'd given my sister something. He hung himself a day later.

Feeling better about making someone puke, Inda?
I sure as fuk hope life is treating you better. Sounds like growin' up was no treat.
 
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