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posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 05:59 PM
Big one here.

Smoked my Brothers ashes in a herbal fag
it was his wish to be smoked so me and his best mate did so.

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 06:06 PM
a reply to: eisegesis

Oh yeah-my friend and I were extras in Mallrats and after hours of takes decided to sneak out for a smoke.

We were among a group of trailers (mobile units) when all of a sudden this big guy pulls up to us and started yelling at us and making sure we could see the gun on his dashboard.

Apparently,one of the actresses in the movie was receiving death threats from a lunatic fan-and she thought that my friend and I were outside her trailer wanting to attack her or something-and alerted her body guard.I don't blame her at all-a lot of crazies out there.

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 06:12 PM

originally posted by: boymonkey74
Big one here.

Smoked my Brothers ashes in a herbal fag
it was his wish to be smoked so me and his best mate did so.

Yeah, thats certainly a biggie.

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 07:03 PM
It's funny, no matter how many "not so good" things anybody has done here, I still love you all. In a different way, more like I love your company and most of you would be welcome at my house anytime.

Here's a secret of mine, sometimes you can price match in store using a screenshot of amazon with a Photoshoped price.

Think about it. Some just glance. If they don't like it, they just say "sorry". If they let it through, it would be hard to prove that it was your fault and not there's. Now that I have more to lose and castle to hold down, I behave myself.

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 08:01 PM
My first real date was with the small town bad boy.
We'll call him "Rico Suave" for the sake of argument.

On the Friday morning before date night, "Rico" showed up at school with a new haircut. I was being low key about the whole thing, coyly pretended I didn't see him yet and was trying not to seem eager about our date later that night.

It was a small town school, the kind where everyone knew everyone. I was walking to class down one of the two long hallways and wondering why things were so quiet. No other students anywhere on that particular hallway.

As I was about to find out a few seconds later, a fight had broken out in the lunchroom between "Rico" and some guy making fun of his new haircut shortly after I had gone to my locker.

I turned the corner to see "Rico" and the other ruffian being escorted by the teacher who had broken up the fight....oh god....oh god no...this can't be happening...the teacher who had broken up the fight just happened to be - you guessed it - yep - it's dad again and he was sternly marching them both to the principals office holding each boy firmly by the ear.

Dad just looked at me and sighed heavily, shaking his head as they passed.

To make matters even worse - the trio were being followed by the entire student body who knew about the forthcoming date. Everyone locked eyes on me as they passed....some sympathetic, but most of them were just laughing wildly.

I've never been so embarrassed.

Believe it or not it got worse...

"Rico" comes to pick me up that night and has a huge swollen black eye from the fight.

Dad is sitting in his armchair trying his best not to laugh at the poor guy and demands details for the "date itinerary" : The mall, a movie, a small dinner at the food court McDonald's and immediately back home promptly at 9pm.

We go on the date. While we were at the mall, I bought a small bag of jawbreakers to share. On the way home "Rico" nicks the rest of the jawbreakers and won't give them back until I give him a kiss. Aw. Cute. I comply. Simple peck on the cheek. I get my jawbreakers back, thank him for a wonderful time and that's pretty much the end of it, right?


The next week at school I find out that guy went around and told everyone I did "much more" than just a small kiss goodnight in an attempt to get "score points" with the popular kids.

I flipped out and plotted revenge immediately....My reputation was at stake and you don't mess with a Southern Gals reputation lightly.

A trusted friend helped me get a huge stash of girly nudie mags and we stuffed "Rico's" locker full to the brim with them early before school a few days later....lucky for us the school was so small and close knit, no one used locks back then.

"Rico's" locker just happened to be the one closest to the lunchroom - where everyone hung out before class.

When he opened it to get his books that fateful morning that entire collection of nudie mags came spilling down onto the floor in front of the entire assembly of students.

Everyone immediately forgot about the lies he told about me to jump on the newest drama event, "Rico" got in trouble for contraband on school property and no one ever believed that the magazines weren't really his.

Revenge is sweet and I regret nothing.

edit on 2/25/15 by GENERAL EYES because: formatting - practice makes perfect...

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 08:08 PM
a reply to: GENERAL EYES

Sweet revenge. Good job putting the a hole in his place. How were things after that?

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 08:37 PM
a reply to: Skid Mark

"Rico" wouldn't look me in the eye anymore and I started dating his best friend...who was a proper gentleman....(and who ironically was the trusted friend who helped me stuff "Rico's" locker with the contraband girly mags.)

edit on 2/25/15 by GENERAL EYES because: formatting - maybe one day I'll give up...but not today

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 08:49 PM
a reply to: GENERAL EYES

Good for you. I bet "Rico" felt like an ass. He should have. So, did your dad hear the rumors?

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 09:03 PM
a reply to: Skid Mark

My step-dad (whom I call Dad out of respect) was a teacher/coach who was pretty much well liked and well respected by all the students....he had eyes and ears all over every school I attended once he started working at the High School level.

(Oddly enough....his decision to teach/coach that level just happened to coincide with my Freshman year.)

A very over protective (but totally awesome) Dad...we still joke about all this old stuff 20 years later. Compared to some of the other kids I went to school with, my adventures were pretty tame.

He's pretty neat guy....I feel really lucky Mom married him.

edit on 2/25/15 by GENERAL EYES because: ugh...formatting again....will this agony never end?

posted on Feb, 25 2015 @ 09:05 PM
a reply to: GENERAL EYES

He sounds like it. It's great that he was at the school with you.

posted on Feb, 26 2015 @ 03:27 AM

posted on Feb, 26 2015 @ 04:05 AM
This is not really a confession, just a random funny story from when I was a kid. Not going to confess to any of the other stuff here.

I was like 14 years old. In the summer we used to go to the lake, swimming and lying on the beach. There was this guy, around 18 years old, who was a lifeguard/handyman there. At that time, Baywatch was a popular show we always used to watch.(Pamela Anderson in swimsuit etc.)

I don't know if anyone remembers Mitch's son, Hobie, the aspiring lifeguard. The kid also had a Baywatch themed song out then, it went like, "hobie hobie ho!"

So we'd lay there and everytime this guy walked by we'd be like, "Hey Hobie, hobie hobie ho!". After a few days we were really getting to him up to the point where he had enough of it and basically threatened us with "cut it out or else...".

So a while later this grandmother in distress walks up to us and says her grandson stepped into a piece of glass and needs first aid.

I spot the lifeguard guy walking down the beach.

So I say to the woman, "You need to call that guy over there. His name his Hobie."

So the woman proceeds down the beach yelling at the top of her longs, "Hobie! Hobie!".

Omg, the look on the guy's face. Off course we were in stitches.

I don't recall ever seeing the guy there again. I am sure it wasn't related though.

posted on Feb, 26 2015 @ 05:46 PM
Now I Know ATS is goverment run,
and out to get infomation on us!
Sssh! dont say a word!

posted on Feb, 26 2015 @ 06:22 PM
Me and my friends would door bell ditch people in the neighborhood, which I know a lot of people did when they were young as well. But we would light stink bombs on the porch right before ringing the door bell. However, Then we got bored and started turning off their power. That was so messed up.

We also would ride our bikes through the business parks and roam around inside the buildings during boring summer days. We would go into the lunch break rooms and steal the office workers lunches out of the fridge. Some pretty good lunches too. Now I feel bad because maybe some of those people could not afford to buy their lunch.

So back when they built those same business parks, while they were under construction, we would roam through those on the weekend when no construction workers were around. You know those electric cars with hydraulic lifts on them? Well we would dress them all up like battering rams and then we would play road warrior and ram each other, and smash through piles of insulation and stuff. Come Monday there was quite a mess for the workers to clean up. Poor guys.

Other people I know I have done much worse though, so I will confess for them.

Back in high school I was riding in my buddies car and he pulled up to our friend's house. He said "I will be right back". He ran up to the front door and he squatted down. I was wondering what the hell he was doing, so I stood up out of the window and to my horror he was taking a poop on our friend's porch!

When he came back to the car I said what did you do? He said "I took a crap on his porch". Apparently they shared lockers at school, and had some sort of fight over it. I thought that was kind of crappy, no pun intended. Till this day I know both of these guys, but I never mentioned it to anyone. Even then I knew it was wrong, but now it seems so much worse.

Ok so this one is bad. I knew this guy in High School who worked at McDonalds. I was telling him about how when I worked at Togo's, I would keep a special sandwich making knife for the people who were rude to me. I would rub it around under the filthy meat slicer, or dip it in the toilet. Yeah well you know the lunch rush was stressful, and I did not appreciate being treated like a dog by some of these jerks. I realize it was wrong now, but I didn't care then.

Anyway, So this guy who worked at McDonalds told me that he took a pee in the pickle barrel. I was like are you serious? And he said "yeah". Apparently he didn't like pickles, so he could care less. Well I like Pickles and I had been going there during his employment, I was surprised he even told me. To be honest, I wanted to punch him, cause that is targeting innocent people for no reason.

So like for the next year or so I would ask him if they got a new barrel yet, those things were big he told me, cause otherwise I would always order no pickles on my burger. He eventually got fired, and I was happy. It took years before I could even consider ordering a burger with pickles on it from that place though. ~$heopleNation
edit on 26-2-2015 by SheopleNation because: TypO

posted on Feb, 27 2015 @ 05:20 PM
So if you didn't get caught in an area of great sexual guilt you wouldn't think stealing is wrong, even t this day?

The path to being a warrior does not come from being caught. just saying.

[how many more random comments do I have to post before I can initiate a thread?]

posted on Feb, 27 2015 @ 08:54 PM
I've been cheating on my husband for 3 years. He got oral by some bar fly in a parking lot 3 years ago - 12 hours after my husband and I tried to get pregnant.

He only wants oral and is ridiculously selfish and controlling in bed. He never makes an attempt to touch me below the waist. So I started cheating on him with a guy at work and I've been with 10 or more men in these 3 years. (I've not had sex with my husband that whole time).

Two of the worst experiences were: 1) I got pregnant by one of the guys and scheduled an abortion and even went for the initial consultation - but i miscarried before I had to go through with the actual procedure. 2) And, the guy I'm seeing now sort of blackmailed me because I kept promising to meet him but I kept bailing out on him. And I think he was planning to send naked photos of me to my husband (I think the guy got my husband's email address because my cell phone number is actually in my husband's name - and for 12 bucks, you can get a significant amount of personal contact info on anybody).

I have no problem attracting guys - I take care of myself and I'm considerably attractive. I've been told, by multiple people, that I bear a striking resemblance to Sandra Bullock. My husband's not gay - he's a selfish Narcissist.

And, as weird as it sounds, I don't think he's cheating on me. I can account for pretty much all of his time. About 10 years ago, I was seeing a man who claimed was "on the verge of divorce".... So I know a lot of tricks a guy can use to get out of the house for an hour to go # his side chick. And my husband never disappears for even 15 minutes without me knowing where he is and being able to verify it. So I almost feel guilty. Almost.

So, to recap - I've been in a sexless and emotionally abusive marriage for 3 (really 5) years and I'm having sex with a guy who is 8 years younger than me so he doesn't tell my husband. I'm trapped in my marriage for financial reasons, as all finances are in his name. I have virtually no credit history and he takes 75% of my paycheck each month. Leaving me with just enough for groceries, gas, and incidentals. I make a respectable salary, as an engineering professional ... And my husband makes nearly 4x what I make (he works in the financial sector)....

Also, I was committed for almost a week last year for attempted work thinks I had an allergic reaction to shrimp. My husband never came to visit me in the hospital, and even hung up on me when I called him (calmly and politely) for the first time from the psych ward to let him know what was happening and when I could go home. The psychiatrist (and 2 subsequent counselors) agree that my breakdown was a direct result from the oppressiveness of being married to a Narcissist with an Obsessive-Compulsive personality.

I'm very good to my husband - taking care of any and every request, and I don't dare nag him. I learned what it feels like to be beat down by an aluminum crutch while sitting on the floor by a man built like a Linebacker.

I've been secretly stockpiling money in a secret bank account so I can divorce him in about 5 years.

Yeah, WWIII and the Apocalypse are looking pretty good to me right now...
edit on 27-2-2015 by GuanoLoco because: (no reason given)

posted on Mar, 1 2015 @ 01:58 AM
In high school I regularly stole books from the library. I would take them, strip them of their covers and the magnetic strips and proudly carry them around. I got caught because one had a strip in the spine that I didn't catch. When confronted, I said that most people were too stupid to appreciate the books unless they were part of an assignment, so why not steal them when I treasured them. They made me pay 50 bucks for a poetry book, not knowing that I had over a thousand dollars in others that I had smuggled home, or else I couldn't graduate. Paid for it, still have those books on my shelf. No regrets.

posted on Mar, 1 2015 @ 02:44 AM
OK I'll bite. I'll be 44 in July per the OP...anyhoo,
I used to be a clepto. Still am in a way, just resist the urge...more or less lol.
When I was about 7-13 or so, I didn't care - mom and pop stores for smokes cuz they didn't pay attention and couldn't afford security cameras. As I got older, I only "Robin Hood"-ed it from bigger corporate chains, but then I'd get caught so I just stopped.
The biggest reason this is so wrong, is that I'm such a complete hypocrite about it = god forbid a someone actually borrow something with permission and not give it back in what I consider a timely fashion, let alone steal from me - i go ballistic.
I'm a Cancer (with Virgo rising) so my shell is my castle and everything is mine that i put there, period - but i should look to the Virgo aspect and respect OTHERS property as I expect them to respect mine.

I might snag an extra pizza from the bar/restaurant i work at part time, but i always pay for all my drinks now.
I couldn't imagine stealing from a shop or store again, and feel really #ty that i did.
I make up for it in other ways, or try to anyway.
edit on 1-3-2015 by KAOStheory because: sp as always. i promise i'm recruiting my own ATS editor.

posted on Mar, 1 2015 @ 02:55 AM
a reply to: GuanoLoco

well props for busting that out on here.
I considered a similar one - i never cheated on anyone, until the 1st relationship after my divorce, which was too soon (3 months after, together for 2 years! almost as long as my marriage.) and i told her that. We both resisted really, and both cheated, but it was the only time in my entire life i ever did-and i did constantly, I was a full-time DJ at a wine bar in Chicago lol, wasn't difficult.
Anyhoo, I hope you straighten things out.
Life is too short to be unhappy, sometimes you just have to have a difficult conversation, then move on.

posted on Mar, 1 2015 @ 11:37 AM
a reply to: GuanoLoco

I'm very sorry for what you're going through. That sounds like hell. Are there any women's shelters you can go to? I think some have programs for helping women get on their feet financially.

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