Snooze Button Dreams
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Snooze Button Dreams
September 08, 2005
Okay, Out With It
(Category: The Cage )

Alright. Everyone here does something weird, maybe even something others would consider revolting. Those dirty little secrets we try to hard to keep from other people. Maybe you lay silent farts in public places, quietly crop-dusting your way across the office lobby. Or maybe you're that sick bastard who whacks it to pictures from National Geographic. Me? I pick my nose. And eat it. Keeps me healthy. Fact of the matter is, I've been eating those little bastards my whole life (well, not all of them) and I'm the healthiest person I know, hands down.

Anyways, what's yours?

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Okay, you just elevated yourself to 2-bottles-of-tequila territory.

Posted by: Jennifer at September 8, 2005 10:49 PM

Dude, the mere scent of tequila makes me want to vomit. I'll tell you want, since you think I'm so awesome that I'm worthy of two free bottles of tequila, I'll cut you a deal and settle for one free bottle of VSOP or some Maker's Mark.

And Jen, you forgot to tell us yours. You sick bastard.

Posted by: shank at September 8, 2005 11:07 PM

I pick other people's scabs. I love picking scabs but I just don't get enough minor injuries to really satisfy my cravings. If somebody is walking around with a decent skin crust they're really just asking for it anyway. I mean how rude is it to display such unfettered scabeous wealth and just lord it over the rest of us?

Posted by: Jim at September 9, 2005 06:10 AM

Thanks for sharing Jim. See Jen, you're so repressed.

Posted by: shank at September 9, 2005 07:52 AM

Ok coulda done without knowing you ate your boogers.

But, me? I love popping zits. I don't care who's they are. I'm obsessed!

Posted by: Tiffani at September 9, 2005 11:41 AM

Oh, that's a perfect example of one Tiffani. Everybody does that shit too.

Posted by: shank at September 9, 2005 11:47 AM

I don't do any of this sick shit.

Way too much information.

I mean, I could understand if shank sat on his hand until it fell asleep before masturbating, you know, to make it seem like someone else was doing it...that would be extreme but understandable.

But eating boogers? Sweet Jesus...

Posted by: Paul at September 9, 2005 12:23 PM

This illustrates why I'd do Paul stone-cold sober.

Posted by: Jennifer at September 9, 2005 01:06 PM

I pick 'em and rub them under the dresser... yeah it's gross. But whatcha gonna do when it's 1:30 and there is no tissue by the bed.

Posted by: Oorgo at September 9, 2005 01:15 PM

The voice of reason and good taste!

There's a reason cream floats to the top my friends, and Jen and I are examples of that process.

Let this be a lesson to all of you.

Posted by: Paul at September 9, 2005 01:17 PM

If you are so rich with reason, then why are you posting on this blog, Paul? Obviously you're outnumbered by sickos.

Posted by: Oorgo at September 9, 2005 01:20 PM

Damn, I guess we know what Paul's up to in his spare time. Sitting on your hand? Now that's someone who's committed to a quality experience.

Posted by: shank at September 9, 2005 02:05 PM

i'll admit to picking the boogers. i LOVE that. but i don't think i've eaten one since age 6. maybe i should start up again?

my dirty little secret would have to be that, unlike Oorgo, i'll wipe 'em anywhere.

Posted by: jenE at September 9, 2005 05:10 PM

Sometimes I pee in the shower, when I forget to go before I shower and I'm too lazy to hold it in. Hey, it'll come in handy if I ever get bit by a jellyfish.

Posted by: the sister at September 9, 2005 07:42 PM

peeing in the shower reduces the occurance of mold and athlete's foot. you're on the right track, sister!

Posted by: jenE at September 9, 2005 09:15 PM

You mean like having your lady sit in an icewater bath for 20 minutes and then making her lay real still while you do her?

Nah, I've never done that.

Posted by: Ted at September 11, 2005 07:50 PM

Y'all are some sick mo-fo's.

I look for the digital root of a set of numbers. Lit elevator buttons, license plates, phone numbers, serial numbers...can't stop till I get that digital room.

Posted by: Victor at September 14, 2005 09:53 AM

Vik, reminds me of a buddy of mine. He always sets his alarm clock at a prime minute like 17, 31, and such. He says he can't stand for it to be on a even number or on anything ending in five.

Posted by: shank at September 14, 2005 04:14 PM
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