If I think I can fart in a car or meeting and get away with it, I will. And I will deny culpability with extreme vehemence.
I wish nothing but the worst on the Optimist’s Club and all it’s members.
I daydream a lot.
For a slim guy, I can eat more than anyone I know.
I’m overly critical of everything.
If I shake someone’s hand I can’t relax until I can wash my hands again.
I hate recycling because I don’t like washing my garbage before I store it for days.
I will fight for the armrest on an airplane or in a movie theater.
I often find myself in contempt of others…for no good reason.
I do not like people who play golf. And talk about it.
My sense of humor will eventually be my downfall at work.
I wish I had a ten pound ball of Silly Putty.
None of these are very shocking, but the Silly Putty one raises some questions.
I'm with you on most of these - especially the armrests. If I go to a movie I get there early, take control of the armrests and never relinguish them.
Jen, it is obvious that you have never clutched a large gobbet of Silly Putty around your member, perhaps lubed with some Crisco, or something. I wouldn't know, myself. Nor would I know that it takes about ten eggs-full to get a decent, shall we say, 'tunnel' formed.
And, why yes, it does rinse out nicely under hot water, and also yes, the hot water gives you a great idea for the next performance.
Bane, somehow I think the majority of my readers will be relieved to know I have never put a gob of anything around my "member"...seeing as how I am without such appendage.
Whatever you say, "Jennifer".