re: What's the worst thing that you've ever done?

I once put loose trash into our trash container outside. I felt like garbage afterward.

Everything. OK! I’ll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max’s toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog…When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out…But the worst thing I ever done — I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-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.

Committed murder and got away with it on a technicality. Scum desreved to die though and law knew it.

You seem like a fun guy. Please tell us a bit more.

Stole pain pills from someone who was dying of cancer and was in pain. I was a real piece of shite when I was strung out 12 years ago. I'm sure there's more terrible shite I did. I'll post as it comes to me.

Cancelled my appointment with the divorce lawyer I should have hired, listened to my lawyer-friend (not my friend any longer) and hired her recommendation, only to be passed to an incompetent MF'er because the recommendation decided to run for office. Ex got lawyer I cancelled with, and I got shanked. Royally. Bitter? Youbetcha.

Group of friends and I stabbed Christmas inflatables in peoples' yards when I was 15 or so.

Was on the grassy knoll and eye witness to a lot of things that would have saved the nation from not knowing the truth. Had I come forward at the time, a thousand books making a lot of unknown, one time wonder authors rich, would have freed up space on a lot of library shelves.

I did, however, avoid getting bumped off by the mob and/or CIA, who I hope is not monitoring this site, forcing them to knock on my trailer door.

Other than that, there was this goat..........

I've blown coke up a chicks arse with a straw before and that doesn't come close bruh. Nobody would believe some of the stories I have from my 20's.

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I was 7 or 8. Held our parakeet by the legs and did the windmill for about 10 secs or so. Needless to say he died

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Tell us where the bodies are serial killer.