i sometimes like to dutch oven myself.......

 

When I get an autograph (celebrity, sports player, etc) ... I keep my physical cool, most of the time ... but my head releases some kind of adrenaline / nervous endorphin. The bigger the "star" (to me, of course), the more blitzed out I get. It takes a good 15 minutes for me to rest.


The worst I've ever gotten was when I was chilling with an music artist in a hotel room.


It's like the scene in A Christmas Story where the kid meets Santa and says "football".

 

I judge people way too much for what I see on Facebook.

It's a problem, but the content that's posted is the only context to your life I have.


Note: I like everyone here. Not a problem for anyone who reads this.

 

In 1991, I used to steal videogames from Wal-Mart. This was before they kept games in glass cages.

Not something I'm proud of.



EDIT -- I forgot the 2nd half to this ...
Later (1997-ish ... a bit after I graduated from High School and got my first job), I ended up selling what was stolen and donating the money to charity.

: \



and now ... I download the f*ck out of everything :facepalm: ... I have issues.

 

I buy video games I want to play. I never have time to play them.

I have consoles and controllers doing the exact same thing.

 

first time I jacked off and came in the toilet, didn't know what that white stuff was, but it felt good I was a very naive kid. I was actually 15 yrs old

 

I do that with TV shows. At one point, I had about 10TB of shows. I've since deleted a bunch that I've already watched, or figured I'd never get around to watching, and it's down to about 6TB.

 

when i was ten, my stepmom was sleeping over with my dad and i slept in the same bed. When she was asleep, I put my hand in her shirt and touched her small boobies. OH wait

 

It was girlfriend, and it was the couch. Get it right.

 

I stole gum from a 7-11 when I was about 8. It was the little single wrapped pieces they used to have on the bottom rack that cost a penny each or something. I didn't know what to do with it, so I shoved about 5 pieces in my mouth, and the owner caught me. She started yelling at me and kicked me out and told me never to come back. I went back about a week later, and she yelled at me instantly and started chasing me, so I ran. I eventually went back about 10 years later and the store was gone. Pretty sure I put it out of business because they lost so much money.