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Post by bartman2001 on Aug 23, 2016 17:12:48 GMT -5
My family is Eastern Orthodox. No chores on Sundays + other religious holidays (I don't really know them all). No animal products on Wednesdays, Fridays, Nativity Fast (5-6 weeks), Great Lent (5-6 weeks), Apostles' Fast (fuck knows how long), Dormition Fast (2 weeks). That adds up to more than 200 days a year. Though on some days during the long fasts fish is allowed (but don't ask me which days, no clue about that). My mom follows all these, my dad not so much, though sometimes he does to please her. I never had to because I'm just so damn picky and there's no strictly vegetal non-dessert food that I like. Which is kind of funny, because my mom is so strict and judgmental about these things, but if anyone criticised me, she'd be like this kid's doing an inverted fast all the time, which is more than you're doing.
I've avoided wearing a seatbelt if the person next to me wasn't because I felt I would have felt guilty to be the only one who survives in case something happened. I would have committed suicide under these conditions, which of course is a sin, make life unbearable and force you to live, if you can call it that, thru the misery. I'm so glad I'm an atheist.
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Post by anaix3l on Aug 28, 2016 8:27:31 GMT -5
When we were kids, we used to go somewhere high (balcony, tree) and throw random stuff down on people who happened to be passing by on the street. Water balloons, dirt from the flowerpots, rotten fruit, fruit seeds... stuff like that...
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Post by AeroCooper on Aug 28, 2016 8:50:12 GMT -5
On one Halloween, a friend and I thought it would be funny to place some small firewood split logs across a road so the driver would have to stop and move them while we enjoyed the show from a grassy hill above. Well...the first car to come along didn't see them until too late, slammed on the brakes but still hit them and dragged a few of the logs for a distance. He got out and was yelling "You think this is funny?? My wife is in the car you assholes!!" So yeah, not really the outcome we expected, but thankfully no one was hurt, except for our guilt and shame I guess.
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Post by jj on Aug 28, 2016 23:45:12 GMT -5
Back in 76 or 77 some friends and I thought it would be funny to throw walnuts (still hard in the green hull) at cars. We were behind a newly constructed wall that separated the walnut orchard from the canal and road. It was dark out as we began out assault, misjudging the speed of the cars with our attempts landing way behind the vehicles. Finally, I scored a hit on the side of a big Cadillac. I was the hero to my friends that night, but all i could think about was the old lady driving that car, and what would have happened had she been so startled she swerved off the road and into the canal on one side, or into a tree on the other side. Never did that again.
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Post by AeroCooper on Sept 3, 2016 19:46:36 GMT -5
Sometimes I fart so loud that it startles the cat....and I think it's funny.
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Post by anaix3l on Sept 5, 2016 5:21:50 GMT -5
I actually said this yesterday: sometimes you do paperwork on the toilet because you just have to get shit done.
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Post by petertherock on Sept 5, 2016 8:59:41 GMT -5
Way back during my high school years I worked at KMart. One time they had a special on bean bag chairs and the back stock room was loaded with them. So a co worker friend of mine and I would jump from on to them from the 2nd floor balcony. That was fun...but one time they had a sale on regular box fans. We had to go up on the same balcony that we jumped from to get them. We threw all the fans down on to the cement stock room floor. Our boss's name was Stan and my co worker friend said, "Stan's fans are a box of rocks." I have often wondered how many of those fans were returned since we heard lots of rattling from the boxes as we put them on the shelves.
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Post by AeroCooper on Sept 10, 2016 20:40:07 GMT -5
I won't leave the TV volume on level 13, because it's bad luck.
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Post by anaix3l on Nov 13, 2016 19:13:56 GMT -5
I sometimes pass by stop signs and I kind of wish they could convince me to stop, not do what I want to do because it feels like a bad decision, but I still feel like I need to do it. The conflict is maddening and I wish it could be decided just like that, externally, by a stop sign, by a coin toss, by whether the current minute is odd or even...
I logically know that it's still my decision and my responsibility, but I still want to feel like it isn't, like I didn't have a choice. Like I'd have nothing to feel guilty about afterwards.
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Post by AeroCooper on Nov 14, 2016 6:17:44 GMT -5
^ Similarly, if it is late at night I will stop at a red light, but then go if there is no traffic to be seen.
...I don't feel guilty about it though, just worried that a cop may be lurking around.
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Post by AeroCooper on Nov 28, 2016 21:47:19 GMT -5
When I first learned to spell I used to carve my brother's name into furniture legs so he would get in trouble....what a dick I was.
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Post by AeroCooper on Nov 28, 2016 21:50:05 GMT -5
This one time, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to a movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa — and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life. I confess, I'm surprised Bart never called me out for using this scene from The Goonies as my own confession. I guess he assumed everyone knew it?
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Post by anaix3l on Dec 2, 2016 12:09:10 GMT -5
I don't know how to compromise. I just can't fully do it. Even if I agree to it, it becomes unbearable really fast and then I have to go back on my word to get what I really want. By any means necessary, taking whatever consequences that might have for me. Might explain something about my employment status.
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Post by anaix3l on Jan 14, 2017 13:49:15 GMT -5
My biggest fear is being unremarkable.
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Post by RiffsOnRuts on Jan 15, 2017 1:26:35 GMT -5
I need to stop thinking of the future so much and live in the present more.
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