few days ago, i commented on a blog who i dont know personally and the awkward response i got from her was something in the line of "You think youre God?"
and im like, "huh?"
my comment on her blog was basically... "dial 8675309"
anyhow...
then when i thought about what she said (You think youre God?) light bulb went off...
"confessions"
so heres a little experiment. email me your confessions from an email address I wont know and ill repost them here anonymously. i do not want to know who you are. no names will ever be mentioned.
received this afternoon and seems more of a statement rather than a confession but here it is
XXXXXXX to me
show details 1:18 pm (3½ hours ago)
Shenzhen Stuff should be retitled "Shenzhen Meat Market" and you should have sections like "I Love Me Far To Much " and "Horny Guys and Vain Girls Meeting Area". Seems like 75% of the people on this website are there for one thing.......hookups.
heres another. by the way, twinke is a snack sold in markets and convenient stores back in US. see the pic
I tried a deep fried Twinkie™ for the first time. I thought I'd hate it. But I didn't. When a Twinkie™ is baptized in scalding hot oil, it emerges as a mystic donut filled with God's semen. Who'da thunk it?
mmm deep fried twinkies. i challenge you, however, to find a food more american than the hamdog:
my european friends always think i'm nuts because i enjoy my burgers topped cheese, fried eggs, mayo, and french fries (inspired by the primanti bros sandwich, pride of pittsburgh). whatever. they dont understand
I had sex with one of the managers at the place I work at, but I didn't know she was a manager. She couldn't speak english. All I knew was that she went back home with me. And a few months later, I almost screwed her best friend (who likes me too). Now most of her boyfriends are good friends of mine. Imagine this: I have a wife, kids, and I have a girlfriend (wife doesn't know, I've done it before so many times), I stole a public phone booth once, and one of those orange cones they put out on the street as a hazard sign just for the heck of it, and recently I found out my wife cheated on me. And I'm gay on the weekends...HAHAHA. (No the last part wasn't true, but would have been really twisted if it was, LOL).