so you preffer taking stuff apart to masturbating??:usehead: :wavey:

Haha, oh man. Great thread. Er, lets see.

I hate tomatoes, yet I eat ketchup on everything.

I share pretty well except when it comes to Diet Coke. My girlfriend has to beg me for one... and even then I get a little angry.

I have a remarkable ability to know exactly where everything is if my living space is messy. If it is clean. I tend to get creeped out a little.

I can improvise Shakespeare. (this is because I'm an actor and have read it time and time again... also a little gloating here)

When my ears itch inside... I use a pencap to get out the earwax... furthermore I put the earwax in a little pile until I am finished. I don't know why. I also do this with the hair that falls out of my scalp during class.

I'm a closet nerd.

If I don't know something, it bothers me and I will go out and research it until I could hold my own in a conversation about it. Wikipedia is always where I start.

My memory is not something to be desired. If I am not concentrating I will not remember something that happened a minute ago. When I lived at home my mom would tell me to go upstairs and do something and I'd go upstairs, forget what I was doing, and do something else. This pissed my old mum off quite a bit. I do not remember extraneous conversation points. I do remember everything I read, I learn languages quickly, but use this power for evil.

My mind is constantly in the gutter.

I read quickly. So when I read out loud - I read faster than I talk and when I get lost I swear accidently... this has gotten me in trouble in school and at a wedding.

I say horrible things jokingly (think dead baby jokes) and then think about what I said for an inappropriate amount of time.

I do funny things to my girlfriend during intimate moments, because I know she can't stay mad at me for long. That's another thread, though.

My temper doesn't make sense. Big things that would normally piss someone off do not piss me off. Little things will set me off in a heartbeat. When I get mad I don't yell - I am sarcastic and an as-hole. It worries me because I don't know what makes me mad and what doesn't - so when I do get mad, it surprises me, too. IE: A friend was in my car once and was talking during one of my favorite songs. I am like, hold on let me listen to this song real quick... she does so but we pass someone we know and she goes, HEY LOOK IT'S SARAH during the chorus of the song, and I go "F-CK WHAT DID I JUST SAY?" - I apologized for 20 minutes after that. I'm not violent though.

I don't know... tons more like everyone else... just little things I guess.

so what you're saying is that you're an asshole? if you did that to me, it would definetly end our friendship and i might even slug you just for the fuck of it....

thats twice.....you fool.

hmm....embarassing things......

i play with my hair when im bored...because i always need something to do with my hands. other than that....i cant think of anything right now.

He's the quiet type. Keeps himself to himself. Is polite to the neighbours and always takes the trash out on time. Everybody will be surprised the day that the police show up at his door and start digging in the back garden...

I put my I Pod in the fridge a couple of weeks ago :confused:

what the hell?



dare i ask why? or under what circumstances?

i have no idea

Sleep depravation, perhaps.
Those kind of things, I did all the time when the kids were babies.
Milk in the cupboard, coffee in the fridge, shaving gell in my hair etc...

I took my iPod apart at 5 in the morning today. And I put it back together and it works fine :D