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While sitting on the toilet, I actually pre-fold my toilet paper. Like, I roll off a long sheet, tear off two squares, fold them, put them on my thigh, repeat, and make a three-squarer or two for the initial swipe.
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I have a car racing licence and a suit and a helmet but my cousin crashed my racecar several years ago so I gave up.
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I can cross one eye at a time.
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While sitting on the toilet, I actually take my shirt off.
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It is kind of a logical thing to do, especially if it is warm. Smell rising from the toilet can get trapped within your shirt if it's left on.
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I was captain of my Knowledge Bowl (Quiz Bowl, Academic Bowl, etc) team in high school and went to the state competition twice.
tl;dr I was a giant nerd.
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(post things you think people do not know about you and will probably be at least mildly surprised to discover)
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Hey, I bet some people are surprised about that one. Jeez.
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I am in fact a heterosexual
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since february of 8th grade (1998) i have been single for a grand total of 6 months.
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I'm a mild epileptic.
Also I knew the lunchy fact, I feel special.
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I have a mild fear of the local butterfly house
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I work out every other day-ish, but only between midnight and 3 in the morning.
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I once rode a tank.
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I don't have anything on my record. Like, criminal record. I'm clean.
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I can whistle with my tongue.
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I have had scarlet fever and been paralyzed from the waist down for over a month.
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Autism.
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I am an alcoholic.
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Oh wait, things you didn't know about me. Shit.
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When I was young, I got into a nervous habit of scratching my head until it bled. It was actually one of the more satisfying nervous habits I have had.
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I rolled a quadbike once.
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I helped a cow give birth that had wandered into a dam and gotten mired in the mud when she was heavily pregnant. And stopped the cow from drowning in the mud afterwards.
(This was surprising to me because I'm not a farmer. I was also very, very hungover at the time.)
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I've been in the custody of the Russian police.
They had a Lenin Brigade pennant on the wall of their office and they were watching Inspector Rex dubbed into Russian.
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I don't know why everybody hates list threads so much.
I don't have any weird facts about myself.
Uh...I once fell and broke my face open(which resulted in me getting stitches, and "almost bleeding to death" or so says my mother), while playing Wizard Of Oz. I had built a yellow brick road out of legos, and tripped and smashed my face.
I used to be heavily into acting. I once played the Good Witch in the Wiz.
90% of my friends are from the internet.
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I nearly lost my thumb when I was seven. Well, the end of it.
I know how to fire and a gun and got a perfect score on my gun safety target practice test (all bulls-eyes).
I know a secret recipe for barbecue sauce that is famous throughout much of west central Minnesota.
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I get scared when I hear loud cars driving late at night.
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i don't have a uvula. (i think a lot of you know this already)
i have to eat skittles in groups of 3 in acceptable color combinations. (i think some may know this too)
i am also afraid of the butterfly house.
i brush my teeth while i am in the shower.
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My brother does that (the teeth brushing thing). He has never been able to give a reason for it.
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i think it saves time. brush with one hand, rinse the shampoo out with the other.
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I'd be afraid of getting shampoo in my mouth.
There's just something about that many butterflies in one place that creeps me the fuck out.
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For all the organic, and natural soaps and tooth pastes, and deorderant, and other toiletries I used, I also use expensive, overly chemically shampoo and conditioner.
I am afraid of sleeping in the dark, and thus always have a night light.(currently, it's the thinkgeek jellyfish tank)
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I get called "mel" more times per day than I get called james, clockwork, or cwj.
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I was captain of my Knowledge Bowl (Quiz Bowl, Academic Bowl, etc) team in high school and went to the state competition twice.
tl;dr I was a giant nerd.
Umm, this. Almost exactly. Except I went to state four times (though the first three years I only went to cheer on the team).
I also went to quiz bowl camp two of four summers in high school. It ranks in the top five most fun things I did in high school. No joke.
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I can't watch an episode of Powerpuff Girls without getting really bored ever since I watched three episodes in Italian, awestruck, when I was in Rome three years ago.
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I severed 3 tendons and had to get 15 stitches on my left hand whilst illustrating that the 1st 6 inches of the blade on my claymore were blunted, "for safety."
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I have Crohn's disease (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crohn%27s_disease) in my lower small intestine. Some of you know this.
I wear too-tight pants and am constantly afraid my junk is clearly visible through them.
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In some circles I am known almost exclusively as "Cookie Monster".
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I have Crohn's disease (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crohn%27s_disease) in my lower small intestine. Some of you know this.
I wear too-tight pants and am constantly afraid my junk is clearly visible through them.
Dude you could be an episode of house or something, real talk.
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I occasionally like to listen to music that is not made entirely with computers.
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I am not circumcised.
I like basketball.
I am actually really hairy underneath my clothes.
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I used to play a lot of tennis but I haven't picked up a racket in years.
I was in an English class full of 2nd graders accelerated up to a 4th grade curriculum when I was in kindergarten. I retook the class the next year after skipping 1st grade. I like to tell myself that it's because they didn't have anywhere else to put me but I think it was really just that I wasn't doing any work in kindergarten regardless of what class I was in (who actually does work in kindergarten anyway?).
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I wear too-tight pants and am constantly afraid my junk is clearly visible through them.
I wear too tight pants and constantly hope my junk is clearly visible through them.
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I have bitten my nails like crazy for as long as I can remember.
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I sucked my thumb till I was about 12.
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I think I might have an innate hatred toward very attractive girls.
Or
I can bend my pinky toe to a 90 degree angle from the rest of my foot.
Also:
I cannot curl any but my big toe voluntarily. The second toe just sort of goes with the big toe, but doesn't curl all the way.
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I volunteraily covered my eyes at the age of 17 when a girl I liked and her friend took off their tops and bra. Of course I was drunk, polite and very angry to see said girl getting with (as in kissing) an absolute bastard.
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I've rejected a guy via text message.
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I have spent more time in Iran and Afghanistan than in the United States.
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I was born right after the Tchernobyl catastrophe and my family actually drove away from the cloud.
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When I was a little child, I was a big dreamer and did not spend much time thinking about the real world. Thus, I walked cross-legged a lot of the time.
My parents cured this by putting my shoes on the wrong feet (i.e. left one on the right foot and right one on the left foot).
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I eat my hamburger and macaroni off of my plate in counter-clockwise circles, turning my plate every few bites.
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I wear too tight pants and constantly hope my junk is clearly visible through them.
Score.
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I eat my hamburger and macaroni off of my plate in counter-clockwise circles, turning my plate every few bites.
You are too good for jon.
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I was also accelerated a year at primary school; I voluntarily moved back down when I went up to secondary school meaning that I had to do the same year twice.
That isn't very strange, or interesting.
What else?
I have semi-double jointed elbows. They bend both ways. That's about it really.
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I had my appendix out twice.
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The fuck? Did they, like, miss on the first try?
I have never seen the Goonies.
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I had a large (size of an orange) abscess in my appendix. First time in as an emergency, they snipped off the unaffected end, and then drained the abscess (that means: kept a hole open in my abdomen for the pus to leak out of), which took several weeks. A year later they went in to remove the remains.
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wow so this thread makes me realize how boring i am / that i have already told the internet way too much about me.
ummm i used to be fluent in arabic but now i've forgotten nearly all of it? yeah, that's the best i can come up with. i suck.
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I've been in the custody of the Russian police.
They had a Lenin Brigade pennant on the wall of their office and they were watching Inspector Rex dubbed into Russian.
I can't believe no-one has asked for more information on this! This is a very interesting thing!
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Most days I am kind of sad and lonely, even when I smile and make jokes with my friends.
Oh wait, the thread title is not Sad Things You Probably Did Not Know About Me.
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Movie theaters send me into hysterics, I fucking hate them. I have to have at least 4 people with me if I'm to be convinced to go to the movies.
I once spent over 70 hours awake due to a single 2-hour delay at an airport (I am unable to sleep on planes and I am terrified of sleeping in airports).
I haven't worn shorts in 10 years. I hate the things, they look horrible on me.
I have been diagnosed with clinical depression at least 4 times, bipolar disorder once.
I had problems with daytime wetting until I was like 12.
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from grades 4 to 10 i was one of those public school programs for gifted kids who are apparently really smart. i discontinued (it went until grade 12) because i didn't like the pressure and it seemed like it kind of made the other kids who were there with me into arrogant pricks.
when i was 16 i was arrested with a couple of other friends for jumping out of some bushes and scaring my friend while wearing bandanas and pointing toy guns at him. he thought it was funny. somebody else called the police. we had a helicopter after us and i had to do the whole, lie on the ground hands behind your head get in the car and everything. the charges were all dropped, luckily.
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I've been in the custody of the Russian police.
They had a Lenin Brigade pennant on the wall of their office and they were watching Inspector Rex dubbed into Russian.
I can't believe no-one has asked for more information on this! This is a very interesting thing!
If he told you anymore, he would be divulging secrets that have grave repercussions on the balance of international relations.
You really wanna live that life?
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I haven't worn shorts in 10 years. I hate the things, they look horrible on me.
I am pretty sure I have seen a fairly recent photo of you in shorts next to a cow?
As for strange things. Hm. Up util very recently, my left index finger, which was my substitute-pacifier for a few years, was super freckly. I don't know if there is a connection between the two, but it always struck me as odd.
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I'm talking everyday stuff. It was something like 35ºC and it involved mountain running.
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Strange things you probably did not know about me:
I am unemployed. Apparently. Go, go gadget crumbling economy.
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That stinks, 0. No jobs where you're at?
Other things about me: Was the best defensive infielder in my region for baseball back in the day. At least in my opinion and the local paper. I got Defensive MVP for about three years straight -- and that's well over 40 games. Nice.
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Utility infield or did you have a natural position?
In terms of jobs, that's what I'm in the process of finding out. I was laid off about 51 minutes ago. I'm updating my resume and browsing Craigslist and Jobfox at the moment.
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Shit, Jon. I'm sorry.
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Utility infield or did you have a natural position?
In terms of jobs, that's what I'm in the process of finding out. I was laid off about 51 minutes ago. I'm updating my resume and browsing Craigslist and Jobfox at the moment.
For baseball I was always blessed to play everywhere. Second base and shortstop is where I spent most of my time, but I also had the strongest arm on the team so corner (third) was somewhere I always liked to be. We were a competitive league. Coaches actually scouted down and had a few other members on a staff to watch the pitching and hitting tendencies of other players, so I often shifted to be in the best position. I also pitched from time to time, (I am so pissed they never let me fully pitch and develop my arm, I was tossing 60s in my early teens) and I got to play center a hell of a lot because I was quick and ran good routes. This was usually when we played teams who had good fly ball hitters. I never played first base in my older years of baseball, and catcher was rare.
I was a top two guy in the batting order too because of my speed, but my hitting was never as good as most other players. I actually preferred hitting at the lower spots (like 7-9) because there wasn't as much pressure, and I knew the guys behind me would get on base and knock me in.
I am sorry to hear you were laid off, that definitely sucks. I've been looking at apartments and stuff on Craigslist in some metro areas in preparation to be there by Spring/Summer 2010. The difference between a one or two bedroom in the Twin Cities as opposed to Boston or out on the East Coast is just nuts.
Good luck on the hunt man.
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Here's one i found out today, just after i crawled out of bed.
I am capable of filling up an entire tissue just snorting twice (immediately after eachother). I was very much suprized by this fact.
And yes, i am sick at the moment :(
*sniffle*
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i could do all three types of flips before i could spell my own name.
also, i can take three steps up a wall and backflip off with relative ease.
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Are you by chance any kin of ledhendrix?
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he wishes.
hey what ever happened to him anyway?! i remember he went to the Arctic or some crazy shit like that...did he ever come back? maybe he's trapped in a block of ice somewhere.
i hope not. he was pretty great.
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Are you kidding me? It'd be awesome if Ledhendrix was frozen and thus perserved for future generations. Gotta think big picture.
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He is still alive, fortunately, but has been photographed in a seated position.
I am not sure what this (http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2071/41/38/513305430/n513305430_5470550_4187.jpg) means for all of us.
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it means the end is nigh
obviously
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i'm one of the few people that got out of the eastern bloc as a political refugee
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I own a dentist's chair that I dumpster-picked from behind the UPenn dental school once.
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I had a small tumor-like mass removed from one of my ears at age 2
I kissed a girl and I didn't like it at all
I am kind of afraid of black labs after being humped furiously by one while babysitting at age 14
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I was insanely homoerotic back in high school, especially in my theater tech group. Keep in mind it was all-boys.
One time, I was part of the Dune trial (based on the book Dune whereas we decide if Paul Atredies is bad for society) for the Science Fiction literature class as the Baron Harkonnen's slave boy. This meant stripping down to tightie-whities and having all sorts of food eaten by/with/on me. The last straw was when the guy playing the Baron licked Taco Bell mild sauce off my nipple. I got kicked out afterwards.
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was
WRONG WORD
Edit to actually add, you know, substance to this post:
I am absolutely TERRIFIED of dancing anywhere near people. I start having panic attacks if people ask me to dance. A girl at a bar one time kept asking me to dance, I kept telling her, "No, I do not dance," and she started to drag me out to the floor. I started freaking out and I ran away from her and grabbed my beer and hid in a shadowy corner for the next hour, receiving worried text messages from the friends I went with, whimpering like a hungry infant.
This is instantly reversed every time I strap a guitar to my shoulders, though. When I am playing a really awesome song I will jump around really energetically and have a really good time.
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I am kind of afraid of black labs after being humped furiously by one while babysitting at age 14
Despite having been attacked by dogs multiple times in my life, I am not afraid of dogs. There are a number of things that I really like that I have worried I'll become afraid of due to a bad experience (eg. one time while throwing up from food poisoning my main thought was "oh man I hope I do not come out of this hating lobster") but fortunately I seem to be immune to that sort of psychological hangup. I mean, I have plenty of other psychological hangups that seem to appear out of the blue, but none that can be traced to a specific bad experience.
I guess that there's a strange thing you probably don't know about me: I have been attacked by dogs multiple times in my life.
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I have never had chicken pox or the flu, but did have many many cases of strep throat when I was a kid.
I have given myself a concussion due to my own clumsiness. Yes, that means I tripped over my feet and knocked myself out.
I have never been able to do a cartwheel.
I babysat once when I was about 13 and vowed never to do it again.
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I have never had chicken pox or the flu, but did have many many cases of strep throat when I was a kid.
Mang, you're going to wish you got it when you were a kid, when you finally do get it.
Real talk.
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I was insanely homoerotic back in high school, especially in my theater tech group. Keep in mind it was all-boys.
We must be the same exact person. That fits me perfectly, word for word. Scary.
Anyway, I did not talk until I was three years old. And then when I finally did talk, I said "I want a soda."
proudest moment
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Man, my first word (depending on what my parents say) was either "Nintendo" or "Shit".
Also there is a dent in my head.
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I am having trouble thinking of things everyone doesn't already know about me that I feel comfortable enough to tell people. I can't think of any, so alot of you will know this.
I have three spleens! When I got an ultrasound to try and discover the cause of my mysterious stabbing pains (that still trouble me greatly after 3 years) it was discovered I have one grown up spleen and two baby spleens! My doctor was like........you know, it is rare to have ONE extra spleen, you are like, ULTRA RARE.
I AM A MUTANT.
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back to the sewers with you!
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He he, Jody!
Mang, you're going to wish you got it when you were a kid, when you finally do get it.
Real talk.
Some people are just actually immune to chicken pox and I am hoping I am one of those people. If I ever get shingles, I give permission to everyone to go, "LOLZ, told you so!"
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Actually, people who get Shingles have had Chicken pox.
http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shingles
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Well, I won't have that then.
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lucky
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I was a clown in the circus once.
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I was a clown in the circus once.
oh my god
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I'm incredibly spiteful, a part of me wants to fail school massively and then kill myself just to get back at my parents
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Despite having been attacked by dogs multiple times in my life, I am not afraid of dogs.
me too! when i was a little tiny kid there was a scary family down the street from me who had a massive mean german shepherd they would just leave outside to hang out around their house. one time while i was outside he ran down the street right at me and jumped on me and ripped a big bloody hole down my arm and there was a lot of screaming and crying and shots and lawsuit threats involved. normally stuff like this traumatizes the hell out of me but i still really love dogs! no matter what, i only ever think about how cute they are and how much i want to be surrounded by dogs.
i don't like cats, though, even though i haven't had any bad experiences with them. so maybe i'm just a racist. or a specist?
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I have a (totally worthless) IQ of 155, despite suffering from dyscalculea, which is something kinda interesting I guess.
Also, I am very good with animals, and I can read extremely fast.
I am rather boring truth be told.
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I sucked a dick or two once or twice, and I brag on the internet.
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How would we know ANYTHING about you, Phooey?
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Detective work/clairvoyance
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-My grandfather (on my dad's side) was rescued from a Nazi camp by an African American soldier during the second World War. As the story goes, when this happened, he had thought he had died and was seeing the devil, never seeing a black person before in his life. True story.
-I have a compulsion which forces me to crack my knuckles whenever I hear/see/read/think about the term "crack you/my knuckles" or see or hear someone the aforementioned action. I have not once in my life been able to get away with not following someone's knuckle cracking, no matter how hard I have tried.
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I admire a dude who thinks that when he dies he is going to Hell.
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I met all of my girlfriends in the scouts. All. God damn.
One of my best bonding moments with my dad was when he taught me to play Age Of Empires.
I have played in a Shakespeare play.
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Man coming from the Bay Area, where we have Oakland, and then living in Georgia where the black to white ratio is roughly 50/50, I cannot imagine what it would be like to meet somebody who didn't look like me.
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-I have a compulsion which forces me to crack my knuckles whenever I hear/see/read/think about the term "crack you/my knuckles" or see or hear someone the aforementioned action. I have not once in my life been able to get away with not following someone's knuckle cracking, no matter how hard I have tried.
man i have this exact same compulsion, except it applies to my neck, back, and toes as well (basically, anything that can get cracked, does). i think this means we cannot be friends because we would just stand around cracking our knuckles all day long. bummer.
tell me, do you also have to crack your knuckles whenever you wash your hands?
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Anyway, I did not talk until I was three years old. And then when I finally did talk, I said "I want a soda."
proudest moment
Oh yeah?
"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles".
Suck it.
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Mirrors fill me with a powerful feeling of dread. Even if my back is turned to it. I have no idea why this is.
I also have a similar problem with windows, but it isn't as bad, and only at night. I defeat this by sleeping in a room with no windows at all.
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I suffer from a form of psychosis brought on by a fit of dementia when I was 13. I was in a mental institute for my 13th birthday and have to deal with everyday. I take pills to help me and have done very well but when I tell people this, they assume I am very crazy and might go all psycho on them. I think if they knew how many people suffer from the same problem, they would be shocked.
On a lighter note, when I was little I could dislocate all my limbs and be a rag doll. I had a babysitter I hated once so I pretended to throw myself down the steps, dislocated everything and she thought I was dead.
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I have absurdly long toes, I've picked up food with them before. (it was a bet and i threw the food in question away)
I can also dislocate a toe in my foot
My brother has autism.
I have a niece.( I am 15)
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How much older is your sibling with a child?
My aunt became an aunt when she was 11 and my cousin became an uncle when he was like 7 years old. His sibling who is closest in age is like 15 years older than him.
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I am absolutely TERRIFIED of dancing anywhere near people. I start having panic attacks if people ask me to dance. A girl at a bar one time kept asking me to dance, I kept telling her, "No, I do not dance," and she started to drag me out to the floor. I started freaking out and I ran away from her and grabbed my beer and hid in a shadowy corner for the next hour, receiving worried text messages from the friends I went with, whimpering like a hungry infant.
Late to the party here, but I'm the exact same way dude. In fact several scenarios very similar to that have happened to me. I think this is one of the reasons I do not have a girlfriend.
When I was 2 years old I was running through the church my family went to and ran into the corner of a very sharp table, ending up with me getting 14 stitches over my left eye. I am an atheist now, and I'm not sure if its partly because of this. Related to that, when I was in 4th grade I told another student at my elementary school that I was an atheist, which ended in half of the kids there ostracizing me for the rest of the year, a call to the principle's office (very religious town, public school), and several student's parents sending me bibles via their annoyed kids.
Also, along with several other people here, I was a very late talker. Apparently I didn't actually talk until I was 3 and a half, up until that point I just pointed and grunted. Then when I did talk it was apparently in full sentences, with perfect diction and an excellent vocabulary. My family says that I liked to say really long words. Also from my own observation of family home videos when I was a kid I had an absurdly high speaking voice. It was squeaky in fact. Which is weird because I was quite the little butterball turkey.
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I count. An old nervous habit I've never seen a reason to break. I know for a fact this isn't necessarily a uncommon thing but it tends to amuse friends when I know exactly how many steps a building has because I either have been there before and counted on the way up or I can give a good estimate of how many tiles are in the ceiling of a restaurant because I did the math wile waiting to be seated. Hell, I know we have 14 steps in our stair well, 15 if you count the step down from the foorway to the porch and 19 if you count the stairs on the porch and I still count them every single time I use them.
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I think if they knew how many people suffer from the same problem, they would be shocked.
How many? Yknow, so I can add it to the 'That will learn you' thread
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My sister is 26 and my niece is 5
I forgot to mention I watched the whole titanic movie when i was 4. Bluh
I was also scared of Jumanji. Bluh to the 2nd power.
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I was actually born in Germany on a US military base.
I can juggle.
I have a unibrow that I pluck fervently because no no no.
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Anyway, I did not talk until I was three years old. And then when I finally did talk, I said "I want a soda."
proudest moment
I have no idea what the first thing I ever said was, but it was probably in Korean, a fact that is rather ironic because I have forgotten most of how to speak Korean.
Also, this reminds me that my mom has the first drawing I ever made and I forgot to scan it over Christmas. I want a copy of my first drawing!
when I was little I could dislocate all my limbs and be a rag doll
Wait, everything? That is pretty fucked up.
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I have a specific color order in which I must eat starbursts. (It is: pink, orange, red, yellow)
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Jens that pinky thing is creepy as all hell. Christ.
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I suffer from a form of psychosis brought on by a fit of dementia when I was 13. I was in a mental institute for my 13th birthday and have to deal with everyday. I take pills to help me and have done very well but when I tell people this, they assume I am very crazy and might go all psycho on them. I think if they knew how many people suffer from the same problem, they would be shocked.
I think if folks knew how prevalent mental illness is, period, they'd be shocked. I have a dear family member who was recently hospitalized because of a bipolar I - related psychotic break.
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I once fell into a manhole. It hurt.
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Word Mr. Pizza. It'd be a good thing if it was more public, not just something no one ever talks about. Speaking of which...
When I was 12 I stopped my grandpa from killing my grandma. (he is now on medication and is apparently doing well)
My dad has been paralyzed from the waist down since I was a month old
and lighter! I can stick my tongue UP my throat and that is actually what I am doing in my avatar.
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Jens that pinky thing is creepy as all hell. Christ.
You should meet my cousin. He has Type 3 Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. You name it, he can dislocate it. A rather unfortunate condition; I wouldn't wish it on anyone.
Anyway, one odd thing about me: one side of my family has a long, checkered history with hereditary disorders, particularly along the male line. Somehow, I express none of them, even if it is fairly likely that I'm a carrier. No mom jokes please; I look so much like and act so much like my dad that it's rather uncanny; I just somehow dodged all the guy's problems.
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I assemble rifles from parts as a hobby.
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! I can stick my tongue UP my throat and that is actually what I am doing in my avatar.
When did it ever occur to you to go up instead of out
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True story, I used to be mad cool on these forums.
I guess that isn't strange, just sad.
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I have no idea, but I do get asked that a lot. I think it might have just happened one day because I used to play with my uvula with my tongue and that means nothing dirty.
I remember you though; you are the dude with longish really curly hair right?
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I have had a few haircuts since.
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Since when has uvula been part of a dirty joke? I clearly have a old version of the "vulgar jokes" book.
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It was the "play with my" and "tongue" in the same sentence. Also uvula sounds dirty for some reason. It is kinda close to vulva?
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It's... kind of the other end of the body...
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It's about as high up as you get without it legally counting as skullfuckin'.
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Jens that is both cool and stomach-wrenching.
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I have a restraining order against a convicted mass murderer.
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Holy crap, dude, you're my freaking hero.
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The problem with restraining orders is that people who are willing to kill have bigger problems to worry about than violating an injuction. Like where to hide the body.
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I have this really strange aversion to intimacy. I've had too many attractive girls try to get with me considering my (lack of) looks than's fair for someone of my social placement (i.e. nerd). Not that it happens all the time or anything, but surprisingly often (and mostly out of the blue - not even at parties or clubs or anything). I don't really know why. Intimacy just scares the shit out of me.
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While I have been a guitar musician for some years now, I originally played piano, clarinet and viola (at different times). All of my teachers considered me exceptionally talented, which is strange because I'm wondering where my talent went now that I play guitar.
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My grandfathers were on opposite sides during WWII! They were even in the same battles! When they were alive, they got along great, too. They were really awesome, awesome grandfathers to have.
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The first time I got really, really smashed, I went to the beach alone, shirtless, and sang Creep at the top of my lungs for like, half an hour. I don't even like Radiohead.
I shortly became paranoid that I was being stalked by ghosts and went off to practise shredding on an acoustic guitar.
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I am the epitome of nerd! Anime, wargames, video games, dorky music (like heavy metal and european folk), glasses, social awkwardness ect. Somehow I get away with this.
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None of my friends are rockers, so I have never been in a band despite how much I'd love to play music with others.
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I am very elitist when it comes to music. I think that some music is literally, objectively better than other music and I know it's a terrible way to think but I can't help it.
I think it might be because I find melody and harmony so much more engaging, musically, than rhythm. And so much modern (youth) music is based on rhythm before melody or real harmony, and since I associate that with the youth culture that I feel left out of, it makes me a little angry. (Some of you could have guessed that!)
But I try to respect music universally as much as I can.
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I am very humble and shy in real life in almost all situations, but I like to talk about myself over the internet.
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I suffer from a form of psychosis brought on by a fit of dementia when I was 13. I was in a mental institute for my 13th birthday and have to deal with everyday. I take pills to help me and have done very well but when I tell people this, they assume I am very crazy and might go all psycho on them. I think if they knew how many people suffer from the same problem, they would be shocked.
On a lighter note, when I was little I could dislocate all my limbs and be a rag doll. I had a babysitter I hated once so I pretended to throw myself down the steps, dislocated everything and she thought I was dead.
Yeah i'm definately okay with not thinking you might go all psycho on someone. jk.
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On a lighter note, when I was little I could dislocate all my limbs and be a rag doll. I had a babysitter I hated once so I pretended to throw myself down the steps, dislocated everything and she thought I was dead.
You are totally my favorite person, I hope you have a younger sister who is exactly like you and my age.
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I met all of my girlfriends in the scouts. All. God damn.
NSF or KFUK/KFUM?
KFUK/KFUM. But one of them was NSF.
The funny part is the one where I was too young to make jokes about how all of the NSF scouts were "Not Suitable For Scout".
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I have the entire discography of Red Hot Chili Peppers in my CD shelf. I also own a Coldplay CD.
So basically, dive into my CD collection and you will discover some horrid stuff.
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I used to be terrified of the movie E.T., and had nightmares about him for years (even after I stopped being scared of the movie.)
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I can skate. Also, in my bedroom, the 4 walls are all painted different colours: Blue, Orange, Green and Purple.
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I live underground
Also, first ever date has been cancelled, and for some odd reason I don't care.
Final thing: I am both dyslexic and dybraxic, so I get a computer and additional time in exams.
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I live underground
Also, first ever date has been cancelled, and for some odd reason I don't care.
Final thing: I am both dyslexic and dybraxic, so I get a computer and additional time in exams.
I'm not trying to attack you... but what is dybraxic? or did you mean dyspraxic? Only reason I ask is beacuse I work in the medical field and haven't heard of Dybraxic before, that stuff just interests me is all.
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I went on a drunken bender one night and woke up on the sidewalk about a mile from my apartment... Still drunk.
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Anyway, I did not talk until I was three years old. And then when I finally did talk, I said "I want a soda."
proudest moment
Oh man, I was the same way. I was two and said "I want chocolate. I NEEEED CHOCOLATE."
I have the entire discography of Red Hot Chili Peppers in my CD shelf. I also own a Coldplay CD.
This is not that bad, Kris. I have been known to listen to Smash Mouth. In fact, one of their albums is among my all-time favourites. You should count yourself lucky.
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Is that how you spell it? I actually tend to get my B's and P's confused (and oddly my threes and sevens).
I don't generally refer to it on CV's, so I don't generally know how to spell it, and it usually only comes up in interviews. Plus, only a mild case, hence the lack of motor control and handwriting that looks as if it was created by putting a spider through a mangle, dipping it in ink and then throwing it at the page.
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Is that how you spell it? I actually tend to get my B's and P's confused (and oddly my threes and sevens).
I don't generally refer to it on CV's, so I don't generally know how to spell it, and it usually only comes up in interviews. Plus, only a mild case, hence the lack of motor control and handwriting that looks as if it was created by putting a spider through a mangle, dipping it in ink and then throwing it at the page.
Lol, so in other words like a Doctors handwriting? jk.
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I have the entire discography of Red Hot Chili Peppers in my CD shelf. I also own a Coldplay CD.
This is not that bad, Kris. I have been known to listen to Smash Mouth. In fact, one of their albums is among my all-time favourites. You should count yourself lucky.
Well, those are the ones I still have and keep around because of nostalgia. I don't even want to talk about the ones I've thrown away.
(Lots and lots of boyband CDs. Backstreet Boys, A1, Westlife, you name it. Also the first Avril Lavigne album. please don't judge me.)
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Also the first Avril Lavigne album. please don't judge me.
This needed to be larger.
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Shut up shut up shut up shut up.
God why am I doing this to myself?
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Westlife? - we can't not judge you!
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(I also have CDs by The Backstreet Boys, A1, Aaron Carter and a couple of Five singles and Westlife singles, among others. I have a Box of Shame up in the attic back home.)
(But I also have pretty bad taste in music according to a bunch of people, because I actually like Coldplay a bit.)
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Hey Kris do you want to come listen to my Linkin Park album?
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Rescue me!
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Let's be fair, Dan, older Linkin Park was actually pretty alright when you look at their newer dreck.
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Doctors handwriting looks legible compared to mine.
Also, I have some songs by Billy Talent on my Ipod, you guys have no room to complain.
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Let's be fair, Dan, older Linkin Park was actually pretty alright
Not really, dude.
Not at all.
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Billy Talent
Hey their second album is amazing, were you even listening to the guitar? Ian D'Sa is a fucking maniac.
Dan I will stand by it. Their lyrics were shit but they were pretty alright as far as shitty pop goes.
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How many? Yknow, so I can add it to the 'That will learn you' thread
Studies show that one out of every three people suffer from some sort of psychosis. Most don't know it.
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Or is psychosis being defined as behaviour that differs from the statistical norm by so much ?
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I'm pretty sure talking to people who aren't there and hearing voices of dead relatives might be a bit beyond what anyone should be doing.
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Actually it is there second album I have, unfortunatly its not my sort of music, I only have it because a very good friend gave it to me and I don't want to offend her. Plus, the songs remind me of times gone by.
Anyway, moving swiftly on if I could be any superhero I would be the second incarnation of the question (not the objectivist one) what about everyone else?
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I'm pretty sure talking to people who aren't there and hearing voices of dead relatives might be a bit beyond what anyone should be doing.
but what if you are a medium
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Westlife? - we can't not judge you!
Judge away then. Their #1s album is probably one of my most-listened to.
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I too bought the Avril Lavigne album when I was 13.
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Doctors handwriting looks legible compared to mine.
Also, I have some songs by Billy Talent on my Ipod, you guys have no room to complain.
I think there's some Nickleback stored away on my Zen Micro. But I haven't used it in years. Literally.
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I have the entire discography of Red Hot Chili Peppers in my CD shelf. I also own a Coldplay CD.
What is wrong with the Chili Peppers?
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I have Gareth Gates's autobiography.
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I can pop/crack almost every joint in my body. Fingers, toes, ankles, wrists, the entirety of my spine. I think the only joints that are excempt are my elbows.
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I used to enjoy Crazy Frog.Wtf was i thinking?
On a separate note, my brother(the autistic one), is watching the must fucked up children show I have ever seen.
Yo Gabba Gabba.
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Screw you, I LOVE Yo Gabba Gabba!
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The first time I got really, really smashed, I went to the beach alone, shirtless, and sang Creep at the top of my lungs for like, half an hour. I don't even like Radiohead.
This made me laugh pretty hard. Also, DAMNIT GEMM! Don't mention cracking body parts!
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i was born with a congenital heart defect, and had my 4th open heart surgery little over a month ago
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Hmm, okay, this is actually kind of hard to think of things.
- I just had a legal change of name. It cost me $134 a is probably one of the best things I've done in a damn long while. The paternal side of the family do not know what I've done and I don't plan on ever telling them.
- I have about three people I consider friends who I've actually known since I was a child. My social life is on the internet.
- I was in one of those 'gifted student's classes in Year 5 and 6. I did absolutely awful in highschool because of it - I knew everything already, got bored and gave up.
- I have only ever written one creative writing piece (mostly based on me) that I am proud of and hardly anyone has ever read it. It's a short story and I would love to have it published. I'd love to extend it into a novel and have it published, I just don't know how.
- I tap danced for seven years and now I can't remember how to do it anymore.
- I want to live in a house in the middle of the forest, away from everyone, but close to everything and have the most high-tech home I possibly can.
- I would love to have a Garden Party wedding - with hedge mazes and giant chess games and scrabble. As far as I am aware, the boy approves of this idea.
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-When I was little I had a mohawk
-I once crushed both of my little fingers
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At the age of two, I fell out of my cot and split my head open on my father's bagpipe case.
In any variety of performance I would always be cast as someone of high social standing - i.e. a priest, hotelier, etc.
I can crack my right wrist but not my left one - probably because of a soccer incident age 10.
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Unlike the rest of you poor saps i can crack my elbows. And my jaw. My mouth amplifies the sound of that one, making a really loud, unsettling pop.
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I am hypermobile, so all my joints are loose and I can do weird tricks.
I have a tiny third nipple
I have web toes
I have a birth mark in the shape of a heart, it is awesome
I am extremely flexible
I can drink a glass of water while leaning upside down
I have a total of 12 freckles
The first time I got high it was laced and I woke up curled into a tiny(I am travel sized when rolled up) ball, under my sink, in the cupboard. I had taken all the pots and pans in my house and organized them outside the cupboard to protect me somehow. It was awesome, I thought my blood was freezing.
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I've got scars from a kitten. Clearly I am the toughest dude around.
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Oh hey, me too. Right down the middle of my chest! Dang kitties.
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I can pop/crack almost every joint in my body. Fingers, toes, ankles, wrists, the entirety of my spine. I think the only joints that are excempt are my elbows.
I've got you beat with my elbows and the occasional knee. Do I get a prize? : D
I have been rumored to sing ska-punk versions of Christina Aguilera songs. I'M A GENIE IN A BOTTLE BABY, GOTTA RUB ME THE RIGHT WAY HONAAAAAAAAAAAAY
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but what if you are a medium
I'd have to buy a whole new wardrobe, I guess.
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because you'd already know what next season's fashions are going to be?
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I have two birthmarks, one on my upper thigh that closely resembles the Goron's Ruby and another on my elbow, from my point of view it looks like a guy snow boarding down a hill. Most people aren't as creative as me, so when I mention it I outline it in a pen and they see what I mean.
I love alphabetizing my Video Games and DvDs.
I chew the skin off from around my finger nails until they bleed, I also do this to my lips.
I met my boyfriend off of World of Warcraft, he was my guild master at the time. The drive sucks, but next Saturday I will be moving in with him.
No matter how tired I am through out the day, once it hits 9 o'clock at night I'm energized and have a extremely hard time falling asleep.
I have a obsession with Australia, and I'm hell bent on going there one day.
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I obsessively pull hair out of my eyebrows and eye lashes. Right now I'm missing about half the hairs of my right eyelid and the part of the eyelid that has the eye lashes has a healing cut across it from my fingernails.
I found out I had asthma when I was in second grade and nearly died from an asthma attack that hospitalized me for four days.
The first musician I ever listened to and knew by name was David Bowie.
From preschool to high school, I have gone through seven schools (that's about one every two years)
The first time I ever kissed a girl it was on a bet from my sister when I was nine-ish. It was my dad's girlfriend's daughter, and we touched the tips of our tongues together and I pretended to be grossed out even though I had a big crush on her and was strangely compelled to kiss her. Also, my sister believed that this kind of kissing was called "witch kissing". She moved out of state a few months later and we never saw our Spice Girls movie again.
I am on the chess club.
Sometimes I get muscle spasms in my arms and cheeks that can last for five to ten minutes at a time and are ridiculously distracting.
I have been diagnosed with ADD (as if that's some rare thing) but don't take psychoactive stimulants. I'm thinking of getting a prescription and just using them for study aids and shit, like kids who don't have ADD can't legally do. I don't know if it's just because I'm lazy or I have some childish desire to exploit the system though. I assume it's a healthy mix.
My first stitches came from my baby sitter's dog when I was four or five years old. I was hugging him goodbye (around his neck *cough cough*) and he bit my cheek. All I remember is that there was a lot of blood and crying and that the stitches were cold and itchy. I stlil have scars, but they're not my least favorite facial feature.
I also have scars from my sister throwing a coffee can at my head (supposedly she was trying to knock the phone of the top bunk of our bunk beds so she could call mom and get me in trouble) and cutting the top pretty badly. I think I had two or three stitches at the top of my head. I remember that my predominant emotion was annoyance when my sister tried to clean up all the blood with a white towel.
I have yet another scar story from when I was cutting open a baseball with a box cutter in sixth grade. It was too sharp a cut to hurt, and I remember amusing myself in the emergency room by moving my finger and watching the little tendon move back and forth.
I have eight cats. Two adopted and six strays. One's feral. There are two males and six females. They are Leo, Taboo, Karma, Yin Yang, Charlie, Marlie, Sox, and Cash. Leo and Sox are the males, Cash is the feral one.
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I've been diagnosed with ADD too, but I literally told the lady "No, I'm just lazy."
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because you'd already know what next season's fashions are going to be?
I think the joke is that they would then be a different size.
New clothes, Dovey.
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yeah that's the joke if you want to be obvious
geez liz
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Dovey.
Fargo is waiting for you.
S'mores and cuddles.
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I have tasted dog urine.
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A dog has tasted my urine.
(i mean I didn't do it on purpose and pee in the dogs mouth or anything)
((hey pagebreak, fancy seeing you here))
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Some even got on the mayor!
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Let's make this the dog urine page!
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I can pop/crack almost every joint in my body. Fingers, toes, ankles, wrists, the entirety of my spine. I think the only joints that are excempt are my elbows.
I've got you beat with my elbows and the occasional knee. Do I get a prize? : D
Nah, my knees go and my jaw does too, literally everything but my elbows.
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I'm pretty sure I sat in some old dude's piss once.
CONTEXT: I was at the library, just strolling around when I decided to sit down in one of the chairs. BAD FUCKING MOVE. Some old dude was sitting there before, and as soon as I sat down, I noticed that fucking smell of urine and the damp plush. Looks like somebody forgot his Ooops I Crapped My Pants that day.
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Nah, my knees go and my jaw does too, literally everything but my elbows.
way to ruin the urine page
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Unlike the rest of you poor saps i can crack my elbows. And my jaw. My mouth amplifies the sound of that one, making a really loud, unsettling pop.
My jaw used to pop a lot too. Turns out it was indicative of TMJ (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temporomandibular_joint_disorder) problems; you might be on the lookout for that too. A few months ago at a dentist appointment my jaw got all screwy and I could barely open it; now I can open it wider than then, but it's still not completely normal. Also, now my ears are ringing constantly (but at least I'm not having recurring headaches, another symptom associated with severe TMJ problems.)
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I have a Jewish bible from 1793. Kind of cool
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Yes, that was my reaction when we got it. I should go take pictures
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I own a first edition of Animal Farm.
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I have an original draft 1662 book of common prayer. Actually, it's a 1661 prayer book, because it was published before the spring equinox, which is when the year changed in the old style calendar.
Edit - I described it a bit loosely: see here (http://cassland.org/images/PrayerBook/).
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Wicca influence?
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I am incredibly boring and don't have anything to tell you people that is halfway interesting.
Oh.
I clean my bellybutton out. Obsessively.
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Wicca influence?
Sorry, I wrote it wrong; not actually the equinox, but the Feast of The Annunciation (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annunciation) (Lady Day, 25 March).
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Man. I'm so jealous of people with old books. My oldest book is a 19th century edition of the Rubaiyyat of Omar Khayyam. :(
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My main hobby is fighting. With sword and shield. The next weekend I will take the train to another side of the country and there will be battles. Fighting battles in the woods with swords and spears and axes flying around and the occasional arrow is the most awesome thing I have ever done in my entire life.
It's like playing a video game like Oblivion, just without all the boring parts where you walk around, it's just combat, all the time. And in real life.
So. Much. Fun.
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I can crack literally every joint in my body. Even some I'm not sure that should, like my sternum, I'm pretty certain my sternum shouldn't crack.
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I have tasted dog urine.
well who among us hasnt........
just me?... well and inlander?
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I can proudly say I have not tasted Dog urine.
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Oh I forgot
My favorite type of sandwich is peanut butter and cheese and I pronounce bagel like 'bag ell'
I have nearly drowned so many times I can't count despite having been a competitive swimming, and having my bronze cross(step below lifeguarding, I never bothered to get that)
I ran through a glass door when I was 11, fucking up the tendons in my left hand, this is why I am not longer a piano player even though it has since healed alright
I think feet are pretty.
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I LOVE eating peanut butter, jelly, cheese, and mustard sandwiches. Mayo, cheddar, and dill pickle sandwiches are another odd one for me.
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I think feet are pretty.
You must be crazy. I find any and all feet revolting.
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You must be crazy.
Indeed. wtf "bag ell" *slap*
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I am totally not crazy, feet are just awesome. So are hands.
JOHNNN :c Don't be mean
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omg stop calling me john
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feet are just awesome. So are hands.
Hands are cool, yes, but feet are hand's disproportionate brother. It's like a hand that got squished.
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TMJ is terrifying. I know of three people who killed themselves because the pain was so constant and horrible.
I have a copy of Children of the Abbey that was someone's birthday present in 1801. Almost read it for an English class until it was discovered that the book wasn't actually all that easy to come by.
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feet are just awesome.
I guess it depends upon who they belong to.
And upon whose shoulders they rest while being admired.
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omg stop calling me john
He prefers "Big poppa Hocking"
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I obsessively pull hair out of my eyebrows and eye lashes.
I'm glad I'm not the only one. I only do it when stressed, which means that when I'm super busy I have bad skin, black shadows under my eyes and no eyelashes.
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I've got scars from a kitten. Clearly I am the toughest dude around.
I've got scars from a bunny.
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From the Killer Rabbit?
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I LOVE eating peanut butter, jelly, cheese, and mustard sandwiches. Mayo, cheddar, and dill pickle sandwiches are another odd one for me.
I can actually say that I have tried that.
Another one is just dipping Pickles in chocolate sauce, which I hear is something people like. (I liked it too)
When I'm just feeling munchish and I'm not in the mood, I put mayo and cheese on bread and nuke it for 30 seconds. =\
Oh, I'm 6'3" and weigh 135lbs.
... With clothes on. (First person to say "Get a flag" gets my size 14 foot up their ass)
Oh, I also look like I came right out of Kids Next Door (Tall, skinny, big feet+hands).
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My main hobby is fighting. With sword and shield. The next weekend I will take the train to another side of the country and there will be battles. Fighting battles in the woods with swords and spears and axes flying around and the occasional arrow is the most awesome thing I have ever done in my entire life.
It's like playing a video game like Oblivion, just without all the boring parts where you walk around, it's just combat, all the time. And in real life.
So. Much. Fun.
oh my god
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I have an original 1662 book of common prayer. Actually, it's a 1661 prayer book, because it was published before the spring equinox, which is when the year changed in the old style calendar.
Man I want this so much. How did you come into possession of it?
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TMJ is terrifying. I know of three people who killed themselves because the pain was so constant and horrible.
jeezus, thank god my jaw is nowhere near THAT bad
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Man this went from piss page to piss-poor.
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I think ketchup is really gross and it makes me want to vomit!
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I dislike ketchup too. Not so much that I find it disgusting (I actually like ketchup on corn-dogs, just nothing else) but this quirk of mine is made more notable because my fiancee used to work for Heinz. oh the irony
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My ex would dip her hot pockets, subs, practically anything in ketchup. She'd have two plates, one for her food, the other had nothing but ketchup covering it.
I like ketchup, but in moderation.
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My ex would dip her hot pockets, subs, practically anything in ketchup. She'd have two plates, one for her food, the other had nothing but ketchup covering it.
I like ketchup, but in moderation.
i knew a guy who had peanut butter and catsup sandwhiches
also pickle juice and jelly make for a great cure for the hick ups,
pickle juice and Tequilaw/ hot sauce makes for two great shots
first shoot the pickle juice, then shoot the tequila, wonderful way to start the night
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catsup sandwhiches
Burn the Heretic!!
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omg stop calling me john
It's Mr. John. Treat the elderly with respect.
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I am totally not crazy, feet are just awesome. So are hands.
I don't really have an opinion on feet for the most part, but I ADORE men's hands.
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I have been told I have nice hands on several occasions, but the person always seems very uncomfortable to say it and it is never someone I would expect to say something like that.
Also, I have been told I have nice wrists. I was pretty confused.
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I can ride my bike with no handlebars.
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i have never taken any illegal drugs.
i used to be engaged.
i am clinically underweight. (but don't have an eating disorder or anything!)
i hate starting sentences with "i".
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My hair is naturally thick and dark brown, but my beard is naturally a bright red.
I once bribed a Croatian taxi driver to take me and my family into Montenegro so that we could get to a Jewish wedding (not about me, but related and interesting: our tour guide was a smuggler during the Bosnia conflict, he smuggled in food and Nike shoes: apparently it was really easy to look like you have diplomatic status with a black car, a suit, and a passport folder, because people over there were too frightened to question. :police:). The rest of the story is not nearly as exciting as the tagline.
I once started drowning and it was the most painful experience I've ever had, perhaps b/c it was also very frightening. Later that day a tree near me was struck by lightning, so maybe someone was trying to tell me something?
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My facial hair goes red when it reaches a certain length, I've noticed it in other guys as well. It seems to be pretty common.
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That happens with my head-hair. When I was beating an afro or twisted hair, if I went into direct sunlight, it'd be red/orange.
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I once shot a man in reno just to watch him die
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I talk to myself almost constantly.
I have only ever been in enriched classes. Being smart makes up almost all of my identity.
I am certain that something horrible tragedy will befall me, and I think about what it might be every night before going to sleep.
Apparently, I am one crazy lady.
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i am clinically underweight. (but don't have an eating disorder or anything!)
I am the same way.
My suitcase hasn't been completely empty in 8 years. I haven't been stationary long enough to really think it was worth my time, my parents divorced ten years ago and I've never spent longer than 6 months in any one place ever since (be it for visits or for moves). I will empty the dryer and seriously just toss everything into my suitcase.
I haven't lost my clear guitar pick that I've had for 3 years. I have lost several bright, opaque neon-colored ones. How the fuck?
I've seen an N*Sync concert live and in person. Nosebleed section, the summer of 2000, Oakland Coliseum.
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I have only ever been in enriched classes. Being smart makes up almost all of my identity.
I hope you haven't allowed this to taint your outlook on life. I don't know you so obviously I have no idea in your specific case, but it is really easy for people raised this way to be insufferable jerkwads.
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I would like to believe I am not an unsufferable jerk. I do know, however, that I could probably be a less judgemental person. I meant it more in the way that I were no longer seen as a smart person, I wouldn't be as worthwhile.
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Mine comes out bright red, no brown until my sideburns...I was semi-ostracized in early high school because people thought that I was dying it and therefore gay (a terrible thing in my backwards little town) or prissy (even worse than gay).
Fortunately, I didn't want to hang out with them anyway. They were mean! *lip quiver* They picked on me! *curls into the fetal position in the corner* :cry:
But, I'm getting off topic.
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I've seen an N*Sync concert live and in person. Nosebleed section, the summer of 2000, Oakland Coliseum.
I've seen a Backstreet Boys concert live and in person. My neighbor's dad had box seats to the concert through his work. It was Fall 2000, San Jose Arena.
There was pizza in the box so I win.
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You suck. All I got out of the deal was permanent hearing damage and the chance to make rude signs to display at girls who had painted their cars with "OMG I LUV LANCE" slogans. Some of them were pretty clever, though. "N*Sync makes ME ill" and "I bet Justin gets Lanced by Joey every night" were among them.
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I once shot a man in reno just to watch him die
I shot a guy in Reno 'cuz they cancelled Firefly.
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My Grandpa has money from slave era times. He also has a bunch of old roman coins.
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I shot several people in Reno because I wanted to watch them die because they did that thing that was funny like two years ago where you change the line from the Johnny Cash song with something rhyming with 'die'.
Before I shot them in Reno I went to their homes, kidnapped them, and drove through the hot desert sun with them piled up in the trunk of my car, plastic bags over their heads that had been punctured once for air. The heat made them sweat, they could all smell the fear in each other as they rode for hours longer than they could remember the numbers to count to. One of them thinks that they will not die because why would he go through this work to make them suffer before death no one would know no one would know it would serve no point he might as well just kill them before this can't be happening this can't be happening
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He also has a bunch of old roman coins.
Ooh! I do too. There's a really well-respected dealer downtown that I get catalogues from and stuff. I have byzantine, Islamic, and Roman coins and I also collect American coins (Morgan and Peace dollars, etc.)
I'm a geek, basically.
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I have chorea.
I'm the only member of my family who never had a tooth on the palate.
My name is Anthony, because of a maronite saint called Saint-Antoine.
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I talk to myself almost constantly.
I do this, too.
Once, I was walking somewhere and my brother passed me... he wouldn't pick me up because he thought I was having some kind of psychotic episode (talking away with no one there).
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I once shot a man in reno just to watch him die
I shot a guy in Reno 'cuz they cancelled Firefly.
I once shot a guy in New Reno because everyone there are mafia bastards.
Strange things you should have figured out about me by now: I game too much.
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Trying to make it interesting, as opposed to dull:
I played Washington Irving on stage and had to get so angry at one point that I kicked over a table, injuring someone else in the process.
I once bit a chav in the throat because he pushed a snowball into my face after a really bad day.
I spent a good 3 days last semester speaking only in old english to get into character for playing Chaucer.
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I have read Wiccan/Hulkling slash.
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Hey, everyone, I believe the title of the thread is "Strange things you probably did not know about me", not "Boring things you probably did not know about me".
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I still want to know why you were in the custody of the Russian police.
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Oh yeah, that.
Nothing exciting. I was in a town near the Russian/Finnish border and I missed my train back to Helsinki. In Russia they generally only give you visas that last the exact number of days that you plan to stay in the country, so my visa ran out at midnight. The police pulled me outside because they thought I might be in the country illegally or something, but I managed to explain to them that I'd simply missed my train and I wasn't trying to outstay my visa, so after a bit of discussion they put me in the back of a police van and started driving me towards the border. The cop driving the van asked me for money but I didn't have much and the only A.T.M. we found didn't work, so he dropped me off on the Russian side of the border and left me to fend for myself. When I tried to cross the border the border-guards (Russian Army guys) stopped me, and after explaining my situation again they started asking every car that passed over the border into Finland if they were going to Helsinki. Eventually they found one that was going to a town about 70 kilometres away, and I got in.
So the army guys were much cooler than than the cops. Sure, the cops drove me to the border, but they weren't happy about it and they didn't help me much beyond that. The army guys hitched me a ride, though.
Unusual evening, that one.
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On an almost related note, I was offered hashish by an official customs agent. On duty. On post. In plain view of about 6 more customs agents.
It's strange and you probably did not know it about me.
(I turned it down. We were still used as drug mules on the way off from the border but that's another strange story.)
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Im a incredible nerd and i have a tattoo on my left shoulder that says:
01000001
01001101
01001111
01010010
FIGURE THAT OUT!!!!
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AMOR! (MI AMOR!)
(Thank you binary translators on the INTERNET.)
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*Clap Clap*
Very quick my friend. The internet is cheating though.
Another fact: I can solve a rubiks cube... WITH MY FEET!
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I am still trying to convince est to get "DICKS" and "BOOBS" tattooed in binary on his forearms. He then would have to tell everyone they translated to "Peace" and "Tranquility" or something similarly clichéd. He is standing firmly against the idea.
All the strange things about me I have told people on a fairly regular basis, but I did realise that I have a fair few of the symptoms of that TMJ thing that Joe mentioned, except for the pain. My orthodontist told me the joints of my jaw felt like a bag of marbles, and was a bit surprised it didn't hurt. I also have a gap where one of my baby teeth came out without an adult tooth to replace it, so my teeth misaligned and my jaw slid across a little to compensate, so I still have a straight-looking smile.
Not really all that interesting, though.
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When I was 12 I was ranked the 871st best Scrabble player in the United Kingdom. I only attended one competition the next year, dropped to 976, then I stopped playing.
I am a proficient Campanologist. I have rung several quarter peals and an extent on a ring of six, normally as the tenor. I am considering taking it up again because I need money and you can get paid for weddings, though I'm not sure if they allow piertced atheists to do it (I learned when I was much younger).
One of my legs is a centimetre shorter than the other, owing to having a ton of sheet metal dropped on it when I was three. This has left me with a strange, gimp-like walk and is the main reason I prefer to always wear boots, for their additional ankle support.
I have had my poetry published twice, once in a collection by children when I was 9, the other time in a magazine as an adult.
I have been arrested once, for writing "Legalise Murder: Why Should Governments Have All the Fun?" on the wall of an abandoned building whilst extremely drunk. The arresting officer told my mother later that I am the politest person he has ever taken into custody. I was so polite he let me turn out my own pockets, which meant he never found the eighth of skunk. He tried to embarrass me in front of my mother with the bottle of amyl nitrate and the tobacco he had taken from me, but it didn't work. The only other time I thought I might be arrested, I was also extremely drunk. A police officer made me prove I was drunk by holding an electric shock pen, such as one might purchase at a joke store, for six seconds, then let me go. At least, I think that's what happened. He definitely made me hold the shock pen. All I did was piss on a wheelie bin.
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I meant it more in the way that I were no longer seen as a smart person, I wouldn't be as worthwhile.
It really sucks to see your intellect fade with age. Especially when you see these arrogant smart kids and realize you were once like that but now no longer are.
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I didn't start drinking soda until i was ten.
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I have never had a nose bleed.
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I'm not racist, some of my friends are white!
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I am the best drunk person ever
Fixed
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i associate numbers with meanings, and they usually have absolutely no reason behind them at all. such as 2 means my mom, 8 stands for fat people, 10 is sex, etc. some of them stay pretty much the same, like 8, 10, and 11, while other numbers like 2, 3, 4, and 6 change meaning frequently. i shall probably make a list someday. is that strange enough for the intarwebs?
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I can say the alphabet backwards, and often do when looking through things that are alphabetized, such as in the library or at a record store. Out loud. People look at me like I'm absolutely insane.
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I could not tell you where a letter is in the alphabet, unless I sing that stupid song(in my head mostly, which now I can do extremely fast) or unless it's A or Z.
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Isn't the idea that everybody can say the alphabet backwards unless they are drunk?
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Goddamn I must be drunk all the time
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high fives, broheem
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I have a mild phobia of banks.
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simple addition/subtraction looks like Tetris in my head.
for example, seven has a curved slot on top which is exactly three units below the imaginery line representing Ten. so when i put five on top of seven, the curved bottom of five fits perfectly into the top of seven, extending the top of the five exactly two units above the ten line (equalling 12). three also fits perfectly into seven, but it stops right on the ten line. some numbers have to be turned to fit; like if i was doing eight plus five, the eight would have a rectangluar slot in the top and five would have to be turned upside down so it's top (which equals two, remember?) fits into the top of the eight and the bottom (which equals three) sticks up above the ten line (making thirteen).
i would really like to know if anybody else here thinks like this because i have talked to so many people about it and they all look at me like i'm fucking insane.
interestingly enough, this method is probably the reason i am so bad at complex math.
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I actually play tetris in my head pretty much constantly when I'm not doing anything else.
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I went through a stage of zoming out in conversations and playing either Oblivion or Fable 2 in my head.
I had to stop when I cut my director's head off with a steak knife. I DIDN'T KNOW HE WASN'T THAG THE BANDIT?!?!?!
Damn you Microsoft.
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I have this wierd obsession with faces. Sometimes, when I'm listening to someone talk, my mind helplessly wanders to things like how I would draw or paint that person, if I had the chance. How the swell of the cheekbone transitions to jaw, maybe, or what colours would represent them best. If I'd use blended colours or stipple. I've only actually completed one of these paintings and the subject never saw it.
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I have double jointed elbows. My left one in particular bends quite an alarming distance the wrong way.
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Since watching Clone Wars my internal voice sounds like George Takei. One step further, everything I read sounds like George Takei is narrating it.
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My brain-voice occasionally sounds like Peter Griffin and it makes me really not like myself very much.
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I have low blood pressure and I once blacked out just by standing up. Beats having heart disease.
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I keep finding out after being advised about some problem I have that the condition I've never heard of before is in fact pretty common. Low blood pressure is the latest one.
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My grand piano was was once set on fire by an arsonist. It was not too damaged to restore, fortunately.
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My brain-voice occasionally sounds like Peter Griffin and it makes me really not like myself very much.
Mine sounds like Ringo Starr most of the time. It's interesting having a Scouse accent in your head all day.
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My brain voice is English, and it comes out when I am sewing or baking. Seriously. When I sew I talk to myself in a fake English accent.
(I am kind of weird).
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After reading a certain xkcd strip, I started reading everything like Morgan Freeman. It makes everything so much more comforting.
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Mine still sounds like me, I only hear it when I get into arguements with myself.