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21.
Cat Box (00000072)
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2.9/5 (122 Votes)
I confess that as a child I once crapped into the cat box and that my mother puzzled about our kitty cat's unusually large pile. So then the poor animal had to fast for a day, but I secretly fed her, she was innocent after all.

Posted on 10.11.2009, 02:07:19 CET
22.
Unjust World (00000227)
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2.9/5 (168 Votes)
Since my father won the lottery a few years ago (and he always had plenty of money as a lawyer), my sister (29) and I (25) receive €2,500 a month from him. He told us that we never have to work again if we don't want to. We'll receive the money either way. Even if he dies, everything goes to us. He invested the money so that the original winnings will never be touched and we can easily live from the interest. I'm the happiest person in the world and I will never have to work again, but that makes me feel guilty. I've enjoyed my life for years and still do today and my character hasn't changed much. Money begets money. If other poorer people win the lottery, they usually have less money than before afterwards. They don't know how to make their money grow. Despite this, I find it unfair that the poor become poorer while the rich get richer. Since I know this now, I donate €1,000 every month to the city board and to a soup kitchen. This is how I calm my conscience and I can still live well. If he should die, I would give half of my inherited winnings and start a foundation to work on projects in West Germany. There's plenty to do here.

Posted on 07.01.2013, 19:06:39 CET
23.
MacGyver (00000008)
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2.9/5 (159 Votes)
I am quite ugly and people generally don't like me. Against all odds, one night I had the chance to get hot and steamy with a hot lady. Totally drunk, she still insisted on using a condom. Of course I didn't have one. But, being resourceful, I reached for my paper tissues all tissues out, plastic over Willy, cello tape around plastic 3 times and off we went... felt like MacGyver!

Posted on 19.01.2007, 12:03:20 CET
24.
Found a Wallet (00000088)
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2.9/5 (188 Votes)
Yesterday I found a wallet. Naturally, I tried to contact its owner, it wasn't about stealing it or anything like that. The address was there but because it was out of the way, I called the owner's bank and asked them to give the guy my number. Until noon today, the thought kept nagging at me if I shouldn't just take the cash out. It was only 45 Euros, it's not a fortune, but who couldn't make good use of it? But from the wallet I knew the owner had children and that he wasn't well-off, so I didn't do it. The phone rang today and the young man promised to come by soon. I considered once more: someone might have extracted the cash before I found the wallet. But, no, that would be a pretty shitty thing for me to do. When he came to get his wallet then, he was really unfriendly. He didn't even properly thank me. Just shook my hand and rushed off. And he didn't even look into the wallet. Fuck, I should have taken the money! Moral of the story: if someone gives you back your wallet whole, at least say thank you! Asshole!

Posted on 28.12.2010, 23:51:32 CET


25.
Weather God (00000089)
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2.9/5 (238 Votes)
Man, our neighbors two houses down are getting on my nerves in a major way! It has just barely gotten warm again, and they're already putting on garden parties that last into the night. There's no getting any sleep; with the wind just right, the smoke from their burnt sausages on the grill wafts into the bedroom and hangs there all night long. But the worst is, they are such loud a-holes. Neighbors complained, but that only helped temporarily. I have now acquired a strong water pump and downloaded rolling thunder noises from the internet. You know what happened next: last Friday, I turned on the pump, positioned the hose and turned on the thunder with my big loudspeaker. The drunk broads started to scream and everybody ran inside. You could still hear them, but it was muffled. A couple of days later, I met the neighbor in front of the house and he said, thank goodness it rained, we needed it, the ground was fart-dry. I'll let a little time go by, and, if they get loud again, I'm going to play weather god. I beg forgiveness and indulgence.

Posted on 30.04.2011, 06:43:01 CET
Place: Cologne, Germany
26.
Extra morning flavor (00000095)
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2.9/5 (178 Votes)
I get to the office an hour before my boss, at least once a week for the last two years I've been peeing just a little bit into his coffee mug. I have never seen him rinse it out before filling up in the morning.

Posted on 22.02.2011, 16:46:04 CET
Place: Newport Beach, CA
27.
What’s my name? (00000179)
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2.9/5 (140 Votes)
I work as a waiter in a restaurant and in order to keep track of who ordered what and has to pay at large tables (8 to 20 people), I write everything on a separate piece of paper for each guest. And since I don’t know their names, I always come up with names like blockhead, horse face, Gucci slut, bar slut, and more.

Posted on 04.11.2012, 23:27:18 CET
28.
Married Life (00000326)
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2.9/5 (131 Votes)
I am young by most standards, yet old enough to have lived. I was a soldier and then a private contractor, actively engaged in top secret counter terrorism missions most of my young adult life, until I met the love of my life to whom I am now married. I came home for a vacation, and there she was in a local store in my hometown. I had lived in hell all of my life, and then having seen most of the terrible things the world has to offer, she stood. On our second day as newlyweds, I was pulled over by a police officer in my home town who informed me. He felt entitled to be with my wife, as he had previously been pursuing her on a romantic level. It wasn't a week into being a newlywed, that we had packed our things and sold our home, heading for a new horizon, when we were stopped at gunpoint, searched and arrested at the airport. I was formally charged with sexual assault and allegedly had slept with two underage women a matter of a week prior. After being released from prison under the condition I stay in my home until after a trial, my faith in our system that I have fought and lost brothers in, began to crumble. My wife and I had lost our home, savings, friends, dignity and our careers to the allegation. However, our lawyer found the lack of evidence regarding the claims to be outstanding and approached a court to dismiss the charges. Of course, the only officer who appeared to challenge dropping the charges was the very same officer who had previously confronted me about his wanting to be with my wife. The charges were dropped and 22 hours later, I was arrested again at gunpoint by the same officer and his detachment and charged with the same offense, involving a new individual. Since the charges have been laid, I remained in a maximum security prison for 6 months. I was allowed out of prison on a jail so high. Both my wife and my parents had to borrow to post it, and the conditions do not allow me to leave the inside of my home. Not for work, for groceries or even a haircut. I have not stepped on fresh grass, seen anything past my front lawn or communicated with another person other than my wife in 3 years. Now, awaiting trial. A trial for something, that never happened. And so now my confession. With extensive and unique training in combat, intelligence, and warfare techniques and tactics I have further trained while locked inside my cage, every day for three years. I have taken the training I previously had, and fine tuned myself to live, breath and sleep preparing for war, right here at home. The confession I offer is not a premeditation of any action, but for forgiveness and some light of compassion to shine through inside me where only a terrible fire now burns. Do I punish those who destroyed the world of so many people I love for no just cause? Do I punish those who are sworn to protect us yet failed? Do I punish myself? God, grant me the serenity to not engage in the acts for which I feel are mandatory at this time. I have sworn to eliminate enemies both foreign and domestic. I need a life. I have taken life as I was ordered to do by my Country, now mine has been taken away for no cause. I need to see the outside. I need to breath or feel something, anything. Do I take the life of the girls who are helping the crooked police with their story? Who must pay? I have paid a price someone else sin. I did not do these things, and vengeance is due.

Posted on 21.03.2013, 06:59:00 CET
29.
Fun in the Gondola (00000062)
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2.9/5 (166 Votes)
When I was still a bit younger, about 14 or 15, I always used to go on vacation in the mountains with my parents. And just how it is at the height of puberty, off and on you get the urge to masturbate. Because I didn't want to wait until evening and my bed, I got an idea. We had been on an excursion up a mountain and were heading down in 4-person gondolas. My parents together took one gondola. Because not much was going on that day, they let me sit by myself in the gondola behind theirs. And that's where I acted on my pubertal urges. When the downhill journey started, I opened my pants, pulled out my little friend and started to masturbate. No one was sitting in the gondola behind me, from their gondola my parents couldn't see into mine and when somebody was going up on the opposite side, I just sat there in my seat like a well-behaved little boy. As soon as no one was around any more, I proceeded with my hand job. That's how it went for the whole trip. Shortly before exiting at the bottom station, I sprayed my semen all over the gondola's floor and closed my pants up proper.

Now, on exiting, you get assistance from a worker, whose job it is to hold the gondolas steady or as it were to open the doors. As I got out, he grinned at me, as if barely stifling his laughter. What, is he retarded? I thought. No, the idiot was me. Mounted on the wall were several screens that showed live video from surveillance cameras. Unfortunately, I hadn't noticed them during the trip. As a result, the worker could observe my entire hand job procedure, climaxing with the ejaculation. That was so embarrassing. Even if not a soul knew me there, I could have sunk into the ground with shame. Puberty sucks!

Posted on 21.09.2009, 02:57:33 CET


30.
Piercing the Condoms (00000138)
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2.9/5 (144 Votes)
I pierced my ex-boyfriend's condoms after [...]
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Posted on 11.01.2012, 22:58:36 CET
Place: Gracani, Zagreb, Croatia
31.
The lavatory. (00000256)
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2.9/5 (86 Votes)
I played a prank on my roommate and left the toilet seat up intentionally one night. Just as I expected, My female roommate fell for it not noticing the seat was up and found her pretty much confused if it had been her fault, or otherwise a set up. I enjoyed every minute of it.

Posted on 03.02.2013, 03:18:11 CET
32.
My Best friends Cousin (00000186)
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2.9/5 (151 Votes)
I had sex with my best [...]
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Posted on 11.11.2012, 22:34:52 CET
Place: Texas. In his bedroom
33.
Almost in the Mile High Club (00000137)
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2.9/5 (129 Votes)
A few years ago, I was on an airplane. I decided that it was in my best interest to jerk off in the bathroom. This was before The Hangover, so I felt very accomplished for an original idea. I wasn't caught, and there was something awesome about being surrounded by so many people who had no idea what I was doing. I don't regret it one bit. I guess I'm almost part of the mile high club.

Posted on 05.01.2012, 04:49:10 CET
Place: The sky
34.
Captain Jack Sparrow (00000075)
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2.9/5 (142 Votes)
Last summer I was on the road with a buddy in his convertible. I was way drunk, because earlier I'd inhaled several beers. The roof was down and the "Pirates of the Caribbean" song was playing loud. And he also still had his little son's pirate hat lying in the car. As we stopped at a red light, a police car was behind us. Just for laughs, I put on the hat, unlatched the seat belt, stood up and yelled "This is the day that you will always remember as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow" and started laughing. Well, the policemen didn't think it was quite as funny. They waved us over and my buddy took the hit. Since then I'm not allowed to ride along anymore.

Posted on 27.01.2010, 00:22:50 CET


35.
Strike a pose (00000331)
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2.9/5 (155 Votes)
I am a sissy cross-dresser. I try to walk like a woman. I even penetrate myself using a handle. I like to watch women in the street, not for lust but for learning to be like them. I envy them so much for their wide hips, big chests, and smoothly curved bodies. I even took 3 of my mom's underwear, which I wear regularly and hand wash them. I take a lot of pictures of me and post them online.

Posted on 24.03.2013, 22:57:04 CET
36.
Toy Train (00000092)
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2.9/5 (126 Votes)
This morning I rediscovered my old toy train set in the attic and must now confess that I spent the last 4 hours on building a terrific, complicated track set up rather than study for the upcoming final exams.

Posted on 08.05.2011, 22:54:33 CET
37.
Espresso Machine (00000038)
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2.9/5 (203 Votes)
I (w/23) share a house with 2 guys. One of them owns an espresso machine, and he makes himself this delicious coffee. I find this poser machine to expensive and use the normal, cheap coffee maker. A while ago I noticed that one of them always uses my coffee when he has visitors. Looked like he was too greedy to use his own expensive coffee. I don't mind if it happens once, but it happens all the time. Fed up with it, I grounded a laxative and mixed it into my coffee powder. The next study group ended quite abruptly. I am still smiling today when I think about. I might have over reacted, but I hate greediness.

Posted on 15.06.2009, 14:38:19 CET
38.
Summer Vacation with Friends (00000091)
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2.9/5 (146 Votes)
This summer, I (m) wanted to fly off to vacation with a couple of former school buddies. I kept asking and asking when we would all drive to the travel agent together to book it. They kept giving me vague answers, that sometime, soon, we would. When I then asked them about it again at one point, they told me that they'd already booked 2 weeks before – just for the two of them. They "supposedly" had forgotten to tell me. Fine. Right away the next day I drove alone to the travel agent and was still able to book something for myself. Booking a single cost about 300-400 Euros more. Same flight there, but a different hotel and return flight than those two fools. Now they have the nerve to ask if I can give them a ride to the airport on the day of departure. The plane will be taking off shortly before 5 a.m, which means that there will be no trains running. It's about a two hour drive to the airport, and the pair lives 25 km in the opposite direction. When I raised the subject of gas money, all I heard from their side was, "Can't you make an exception? We're really short of cash. Please, we don't have any other way to get to the airport." I was already boiling inside, but I answered: "Well, all right, I won't be a hard ass about it." I hope they don't find their own transportation – I've had enough of their shenanigans, and I'm not going to play the fool any longer. That's why I'm not going to pick them up, but let them stand around at home while I drive to the airport alone. I'm hoping they miss the flight. If they ask why, I'll simply say "I forgot."

Posted on 23.03.2011, 04:09:37 CET
39.
Stealing from My Mother (00000145)
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2.9/5 (125 Votes)
I once stole £1 out of my mothers purse because I'm really bad. She never found out because I'm good at doing it. Fear me.

Posted on 29.05.2012, 20:03:50 CET


40.
The Doctor's Appointment (00000218)
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2.9/5 (110 Votes)
I (m/26) am the head of the programming department and manage two subordinates at a company that produces radiology information systems. The atmosphere in the company (12 people including the boss) is very relaxed. The ideal workplace! Now for what's on my mind: I have remote access to all of our customer's servers. My mother called me and told me that she went to the doctor with suspected breast cancer. She called many radiologists, but the earliest available appointment wasn't for three weeks! I didn't hesitate and put her down in appointment books and the waiting lists for the best radiologists with the best equipment. I changed everything by hand in the database tables so that it didn't look suspicious. At 8:00 am the next day, my mother got her results, and two days later she had chemotherapy. People always told her that she was lucky to have gotten an appointment so quickly because otherwise they might not have gotten a handle on the disease. I'm not ashamed because I helped someone close to me, but my conscience is plagued by the thought that maybe someone else would still be alive today if they had gotten that appointment instead of my mother.

Posted on 30.12.2012, 01:23:34 CET

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