I don't much like lesbian porn, simply because I can't relate to being a woman. Penis goes in vagina is the sex I know how to do. Maybe, LS, you're the opposite. It's the stuff you can't do that you find attractive, tantalizing, taboo. Plus if you're attracted to guys, gay sex is full of guys.
Strange Confessions
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I talk to myself ALL the time. Mostly pop-culture rants, so I guess I could say I rant to myself.
As for @Frank's point about E vs W, I have the worst internal direction system ever. I can get lost walking out of my house if I'm not careful. I have a fantastic memory and that's allowed me to fake my way through obvious problems, but damned if anyone would ever have me lead a parade. We'd end up in the river.[DOUBLEPOST=1360603034][/DOUBLEPOST]
Yes, I could see this; and it explains so much.
When I drink anything out of a glass or other such liquid container, that glass needs to be oriented in the proper way. I can drink from any part of the glass, but I feel mildly uncomfortable doing so. The proper orientation is as follows, in decreasing order of priority.
1. If the glass has any logos or labels or such on the side, such as a beer pint (without a handle), the label needs to be pointed away from me. If there are several labels on different sides, then the main or biggest one needs to be pointed away.
2. If the glass has a volume indicator on the side, it needs to point towards me.
3. If there is any writing etched on the bottom of the glass, it needs to be oriented outwards from me so that it can be read while drinking out of the glass. If there are several etchings, the biggest one needs to be oriented outwards.
4. If the glass has no markings on it, I can drink from any spot, but I always make sure to drink from the same spot once it has been chosen.
I don't know where I got this from, but it has been the case with me ever since I can remember. I guess it's one of those childhood things that kind of stuck. If I should get a glass in front of me that points in the wrong direction, I might make some normal conversation while seeming to dis-interestedly fiddle with the glass, but in truth I'm orienting the glass properly.
Most people who know of this pet peeve of mine consider it one of those curious little idiosyncrasies that we all have.
1. If the glass has any logos or labels or such on the side, such as a beer pint (without a handle), the label needs to be pointed away from me. If there are several labels on different sides, then the main or biggest one needs to be pointed away.
2. If the glass has a volume indicator on the side, it needs to point towards me.
3. If there is any writing etched on the bottom of the glass, it needs to be oriented outwards from me so that it can be read while drinking out of the glass. If there are several etchings, the biggest one needs to be oriented outwards.
4. If the glass has no markings on it, I can drink from any spot, but I always make sure to drink from the same spot once it has been chosen.
I don't know where I got this from, but it has been the case with me ever since I can remember. I guess it's one of those childhood things that kind of stuck. If I should get a glass in front of me that points in the wrong direction, I might make some normal conversation while seeming to dis-interestedly fiddle with the glass, but in truth I'm orienting the glass properly.
Most people who know of this pet peeve of mine consider it one of those curious little idiosyncrasies that we all have.
The gay porn actors are probably a lot more into it than the "lesbian" actresses. Barring exceptions on both sides, of course.
I once wrote a short story about a guy who compulsively counted his teeth and suffered chronic nightmares where his teeth fell out.
Of course - we're on a globe. Point being that you normally orient it with yourself at the center; whether something's to the east or west of you depends on which is the sshortest route. Taiwan-California, that's over the Pacific.
I "disagreed" because I have the same thing....Except from other bits of the glass
I agree with 3 and 4, but 1 and 2 are exactly opposite for me. I always, ALWAYS, drink from the side with the logo, and any volume indications have to be on the opposite side.
Also, Yoshimickster , I rant/talk to myself all the time too. I hold long and winding conversations and arguments with myself, or with "my father", "my girlfriend", "my ..." in my head. Those in my head tend to be easier to talk to than the real life versions
It's also a way to keep myself occupied; when I'm doing something boring I tend to have one line of thought on a conversation, one on music/songs, and one on riddles/brain breakers thingies.
For the record, there is a HUGE difference between lesbian porn made by straight men and lesbian porn made by actual lesbians vis-a-vis the crassness.
I didn't know what to be more offended by; the fact that they thought I wrote Twilight fan fiction or that they thought I wrote bad BDSM stories. I have two degrees and have never used the words 'inner goddess' or 'beguiled' in ANY of my writing.
GasBandit
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Your teeth falling out is supposed to be the 2nd most common nightmare, after "falling." They say it indicates anxiety about being embarrassed or powerless.
Anyway, my confession... I'm pretty sure if it weren't illegal/socially abhorrent... I'd be a pretty enthusiastic cannibal. Often I have looked at an attractive individual and my initial thought was how good their arm-meat would taste.
mmm... Buffalo arms...
Thus the ShegoGasBandit supervillain team was born...
GasBandit
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What, you never thought about how coincidental the color scheme of my avatar was?
Yikes!
I'm vaguely interested in cannibalism purely from a culinary point of view. It's an abhorrent practice obviously and I don't go around like GasBandit thinking about how specific people's meat tastes, but I'd be lying if I said I hadn't considered it in an abstract thought experiment.
I mean, when you read stories where indigenous cannibalistic tribes are going around putting the white explorers in the big cauldron on the firepit in the middle of the village, that just seems like a waste - ''long pork", to use the famous euphemism, seems like a fairly tender meat, especially in the arms and thighs or even the butt, so why put it over a long boil? An open-fire roast seems much more preferable from a culinary point of view. Or maybe even a cold smoke as with bacon.
I mean, when you read stories where indigenous cannibalistic tribes are going around putting the white explorers in the big cauldron on the firepit in the middle of the village, that just seems like a waste - ''long pork", to use the famous euphemism, seems like a fairly tender meat, especially in the arms and thighs or even the butt, so why put it over a long boil? An open-fire roast seems much more preferable from a culinary point of view. Or maybe even a cold smoke as with bacon.
Cajungal
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I am convinced that I've seen a ghost or some type of spirit. It's not something I jump to conclusions about, and I don't believe in a lot of supernatural things. Not many of my friends know about it because it sounds silly, considering it happened back when I was a kid. I don't blame people for doubting, but I am sure it happened.
As with regular pork, it would definitely depend on the cut. You wouldn't stew or slow-cook a tenderloin, for instance, but a pork shoulder (a.k.a. Boston Butt) does really well with a long, slow cook.
I confess that I've walked into several establishments (malls, banks etc) and planned out the best manner in which to cripple them, secure ill-gotten gains, and depart, taking into account response times and the confusion of the average citizen on a scene.
Also, I subscribe heavily to the philosophy of greeting everyone with a smile on my face, and a plan to kill them in my head. It can make for some disconcerting meet-and-greets...
I can't sit with my back to a door - to the point of annoyance for my wife. If I get sat that way, I get overly nervous and fidgety.
I get picky about organizing objects in storage areas, trying to maximize space utilized. A holdover from working logistics, I guess...
Also, I subscribe heavily to the philosophy of greeting everyone with a smile on my face, and a plan to kill them in my head. It can make for some disconcerting meet-and-greets...
I can't sit with my back to a door - to the point of annoyance for my wife. If I get sat that way, I get overly nervous and fidgety.
I get picky about organizing objects in storage areas, trying to maximize space utilized. A holdover from working logistics, I guess...
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I've created a self defense weapon for airplanes. I intentionally scored a CD jewel case so that it snaps along a sharp but hand holdable knife edge.
I also form contingency plans upon entering rooms. I hate movie theaters because they're difficult to plan for, as proven with the Dark Knight Rises incident. I am terrified of the laser hallway in the first Resident Evil movie because it's impossible.
I also form contingency plans upon entering rooms. I hate movie theaters because they're difficult to plan for, as proven with the Dark Knight Rises incident. I am terrified of the laser hallway in the first Resident Evil movie because it's impossible.
North_Ranger
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I sometimes formulate plans on how to escape or fortify my immediate surrounding in case of a zombie attack.
I think everyone in safety/security/law enforcement has that, at least on occasion, no? At least I look around for such things as well, formulating ways to evade detection, take out guards, etc. It helps identify weaknesses and, possibly, prevent real problems in the future. It's also just fun to see how incompetent some supposed professionals really are
I talk to myself a lot when I'm alone, especially over breakfast for some reason.
Sometimes I see people and make up a backstory about who they are, where they came from, and how they ended up at this particular place and this particular time.
Sometimes I see people and make up a backstory about who they are, where they came from, and how they ended up at this particular place and this particular time.
Cajungal
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I understand why men would want to wear flip flops down here, but I wish they wouldn't. It's gross, and too often it's some college guy who can't be bothered to wash them. I was out having breakfast with jake on Saturday, and there was a whole table full of dirty-footed animals.
It's even worse when their toes are long and have big, bulging knuckles. Men's feet offend me in a way that most foul words can't.
It's even worse when their toes are long and have big, bulging knuckles. Men's feet offend me in a way that most foul words can't.
This thread is called "Strange Confessions", not "Things Everybody Does All the Time Confessions".
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And that's what happens when you wear your flip-flops during a full moon.
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