re: Confess to something bad that you've done.

I took a nasty iconic dump in a Mexican restaurant in Birmingham. I could see that the toilet was about to overflow. I ran to the table told my buddy we got to get out of here don't ask questions and we skipped out on the check.

Meh, you would have died that day.

Hmmmmm. Where to start?

Drank so much I nearly pulled a Jim Morrison/Jimi Hendrix during Mardi Gras one time. Scary really.

Repeatedly boned a roommate's girlfriend after he told me there's no way she would. Brought her to the house and shite all the time afterwards just because I could.

Boned my best friend's sister. Sorry for partying?

Boned another friend's date after he dropped her off at our house while he went back out. She was "sick." Yeah right - just sick of his arse apparently.

Hunted birds in my suburban neighborhood as a child with a .410. Probably go to jail for that now.

That's probably enough to start with.

K-Bay. When you say "dry spell" you mean tired of paying for it?

When I was a young kid, my dad told me if I ever stole something the good Lord would punish me times 7. I think he thought that was in the bible. Anyways, years later, I send back my IRS forms, knowingly stiffing the government of 110 dollars. a lot then. The mailbox was just outside the grocery store door where I worked. The split second I stepped back into the store, the manager called me to the office for a phone call. Wife was on the phone, telling me the air conditioner went out and the repair job was 770 dollars. Been straight since.

I once hit a dude that was riding a bike on the median with a big gulp.. We were going about 60. I also pissed in a girls clean and clear face wash bottle. I also stuck a girls tooth brush in my butt. I could go on and on.. But my wife stalks me on here.

These are great. Maybe this is a good home for me after all.

Okay, I had broken up with my girlfriend of a little over a year about two weeks before this happened. She was still hung up on me, so she'd come over, climb through my window, we'd F, and then I'd tell her it was the last time, and she'd come back a few nights later, and we'd do the same thing. Well, I was serious this particular time about it being the last time, because a girl I liked found out I was single, and was hinting that she wanted to hook up. So, I F my ex at like 3 or 4 am, and kick her out, then fall asleep again. Well the new girl comes over unannounced that morning, one thing led to a BJ, which essentially was like her going down on my ex-gf in a roundabout way. So, yeah, she figured it out by that night and confronted me about it, asked me if I was still F'ing my ex. I hadn't told anyone, so I knew how she knew, *elbow nudge*. Well needless to say, we didn't talk much after that.

No I wouldn't have.
Stfu.

You know those Check-into-Cash things?

I accidentally walked into one.