The Confessional

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looks at Grant and winks

I ate the cookie. It was good too.

whimpers at the sight of Nina's cookie basket and drools a little

"Now as for you Miss, thats just selfish, but I might be tempted to go fishing for crumbs between them breasts of yours" :D
 
No. I'm collecting a team of people who are, essentially, non-pussies. People who can handle the little things life throws at them with ease and a thoroughly snarky, sarcastic attitude.

I'm not sure what our group activities will be, yet, but I know there'll be a lot of drinking involved.

Okay. As long as I don't really have to do anything. I don't like doing things.
 
I confess some people make me angry, but I get more angry at myself as I know they are not worth the effort in the first place.
 
ICT I never went to bed when I said I was going to, I stayed up and thought about you for a long time...

ICT sometimes I am a daft and bitchy cunt who doesn't deserve you...

ICT I was totally bluffing cause I could never leave for so long, I would cave...

ICT I'm about to go to bed filled with remorse for my stupid PMS prone behaviour of late and I hope you forgive me...

ICT I wish I had more to say than I am sorry...
 
I confess that today has started off rather well. Got my tires fixed for free, got the lawn mowed, and the shower beckons...but not before a little Lit sidetrack...
 
I confess that I believe it takes very little by some people to improve the tone of a place or a persons day, and it takes even less by some others to spoil both.
 
ICT my confessions are so many and sooo freaking varied that I could spend the next hour typing and nevr get any where...so here is my blanket confession...I confess that I am not feeling up to par with most things and that i wish people would say what they mean instead of trying to give hints that I will never figure out.
 
That's because you never, ever, accomplish anything with your days. How could they be anything other then meh?

Actually, I accomplish a lot. When I'm not being forced to cook for ungrateful pricks *glares* Or being forced to share snacks that are supposed to last me the entire month with a two year old just because she begs for them....
 
ICT my confessions are so many and sooo freaking varied that I could spend the next hour typing and nevr get any where...so here is my blanket confession...I confess that I am not feeling up to par with most things and that i wish people would say what they mean instead of trying to give hints that I will never figure out.

I confess that... *poek*
 
Actually, I accomplish a lot. When I'm not being forced to cook for ungrateful pricks *glares* Or being forced to share snacks that are supposed to last me the entire month with a two year old just because she begs for them....

I'm just glad that the work force in the US is comprised of single men and women without families or children to care for. Otherwise, man, we'd never get anything done.
 
Light Ice, I like the cut of your jib.

*clears throat* Say, have you two met? Ahren, this is Light Ice. The two of you are perfect for each other. Arrogance and inability to understand much of anything that doesn't involve praise of yourselves as being the superior beings you clearly are(n't).


I confess that I may have had too much birthday cake the last couple of days, resulting in a sugar high.
 
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*clears throat* Say, have you two met? Ahren, this is Light Ice. The two of you are perfect for each other. Arrogance and inability to understand much of anything that doesn't involve praise of yourselves as being the superior beings you clearly are(n't).

This is a game for you to play.

Someone made a Happy Birthday thread for you. Read it. Some people, more kind than I, left you some really nice messages.

I want you to see if you thanked them. At all. Ever.

Because, I think you'll find that you just whined about how crappy your day was and what you wanted.

The main difference between us, Dragon, is that I'm an asshole on purpose.
 
This is a game for you to play.

Someone made a Happy Birthday thread for you. Read it. Some people, more kind than I, left you some really nice messages.

I want you to see if you thanked them. At all. Ever.

Because, I think you'll find that you just whined about how crappy your day was and what you wanted.

The main difference between us, Dragon, is that I'm an asshole on purpose.

I confess that I hate birthdays. I also confess that the reason is because this is the kind of guy I grew up with. The ones who thought they were smart enough to call me retarded, but were dumb enough to try to put me in a locker, a move which had a 100 per cent backfire rate.
 
I confess that I hate birthdays. I also confess that the reason is because this is the kind of guy I grew up with. The ones who thought they were smart enough to call me retarded, but were dumb enough to try to put me in a locker, a move which had a 100 per cent backfire rate.

Your sense of accountability is really impressive.
 
ICT I am unthrilled with anything and everything I've written today.
ICT I am now officially cranky.
 
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