When in doubt about whether your confession belongs in here or the Confessions thread, post it in here.
Isn't that boring shit about your life?
I was too lazy to cook, so I ordered some food at 2am last night. I ordered extra shrimps too. Now I have garlic shrimp gas.
edit: garlic shrimp gas is disgusting.
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2/15/15 - Horse The Band w/Taken @ Regent // 3/21/15 - Tweedy @ Theater at Ace Hotel // 3/6/15 - Viet Cong @ Echoplex // 4/14/15 - Cloud Nothings @ Echo
4/19/15 - Electric Wizard @ Roxy // 4/22/15 - Faith No More - Wiltern // 5/1/15 - Sleater-Kinney @ Palladium // 5/27/15 - Neutral Milk Hotel @ Warner Grand Theater
6/3/15 - Sufjan Stevens @ Dorothy Chandler
I confess I had just a comfy amount of molly today and had my best day working ever. I haven't been this good at my job in too long.
I love you.
Did some lines with my friends Mum before she went to teach Summer School, she's a favorite of the students.
Nothing on the internet is real until you have a picture or video of it. Algunz is creating fan fiction for her seductive house wife teacher character.
I once got fired from a pizza place I worked at on my day off.I went to my work looking really shot from a very HARD night of partying at my house and I went there for my paycheck.My boss would not give me my paycheck unless I returned their really awesome work shirts.I will admit I kinda wanted to keep it and I was really upset I got fired .So when I got my house I notice german shepard just took a huge shit . I flip my work shirt inside out pick up the shit with the shirt and flip the shirt outside back.I then smash the shirt so the poo would not fall out while returning the shirt.When I got back to the pizza place my now ex boss was sitting at table with some dude that was wearing nice clothes so lets just assume a business meeting.I gave the work shirt back to my boss and was about get my paycheck .When he goes, "Wait your going have to sign some paper work before you get your check too".So he walks away to get those paper while I am standing now worried about how long do I got?Will he inspected the shirt infront me? Will he smell the shirt? What about him?.My ex boss comes back with thr paper work and is now sitting by the "shitty shirt" explaining everything I need to sign .Blah Blah while I am rethinking these questions.SIGN HERE! which snaps my conscious back to what is important. I sign the paperwork and recevice my paycheck.I walk out and while passing my exboss and assoicate outside the window of the table they are at.I stop and smile then processed to run to my truck.As I am driving away My ex boss comes out running out of the pizza place with his fist in the air shaking.......now some may be freak out and regret doing that but not I .Mainly because I went to college and will hopefully never have to work a "shitty" job again.
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I mailed a guy a piece of toilet paper I wiped on my ass once.
It was the early 90s with dialup internet, and the guy was spamming me and about a million other CC'd email addresses asking for a dollar.
My friend's ex-wife put a bag of shot on the passenger seat of his y'all car. It was parked behind the bar she worked at. I always imagined the ex-wife crouched over a bag in the bar a bathroom and walking past the waitress station holding a bag of poo
Now its all shit jokes
One of them was an English teacher.
You asses are suppose confess!!
Zack, I don't think you understand this thread.
ill confess I havent looked up banal means
Gunz might not either