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41.
The guy in the tram (00000021)
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2.8/5 (250 Votes)
I (w/23) was traveling on the tram in shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt as it was very hot. A young man, about 25, was sitting opposite to me and kept staring at my legs and between my legs. It felt as if he was trying to see through my shorts. We were the last in the tram when we approached the final stop. Shortly before arrival at the station I got up, stood in front of him and pulled down my shorts and slip to my knees. I asked him if he was happy now. I have no issues being naked, but his looks were really annoying. He probably needed a week to get his jaw back in place.

Posted on 26.04.2009, 14:22:56 CET
42.
Battle Cry (00000163)
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2.9/5 (103 Votes)
I (f) made complete fools of my family and relatives this weekend. We were in a Chinese restaurant, the whole clan, and the majority of the almost 20 people, myself included, had no desire to be at this mandatory event. A birthday dinner means coming together with people you only see at Christmas and have nothing to do with the rest of the year and who you also can't really stand. My cousin came up with the "penis game" last year. The rules are very simple: Someone softly says "penis" preferably in an inappropriate setting like this stuffy family dinner in a fine restaurant. Then it’s the next person’s turn, and they have to speak a little louder. If you don't dare to do it, you're out, and the winner is the one with the loudest "penis" battle cry. I'm quiet and shy and have always thrown in the towel fairly quickly. Over the last few years, the game has always been very tame and decorous and neither staff nor other guests have noticed. Since I am currently enjoying my well-deserved vacation and was in a very good mood on the weekend despite the family meal, I didn’t just say "penis" but rather screamed "PEEEENIS!" In other words, the whole restaurant heard it. My mother dropped the duck off of her fork and my grandmother almost choked on her mineral water. I'm sorry for embarrassing them, but I definitely won the game for that.

Posted on 19.10.2012, 19:12:54 CET
43.
Salary increase (00000017)
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2.9/5 (188 Votes)
When I went to the loo a while ago to get rid of some dead weight I noticed that my boss was creating his own shit on the neighboring toilet. I was waiting for a salary raise for a while already, but never had the nerve to ask my boss face to face. So I asked him while I was on the toilet. After having quoted a few points why I thought I was entitled to a raise he made me a very nice offer. Remember: There was no eye contact. After flushing, we shook hands and I was extremely satisfied.

Posted on 18.12.2008, 06:43:15 CET
44.
The Caregiver (00000345)
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2.9/5 (127 Votes)
I'm a volunteer at a senior home, doing some little maintenance and I've been sleeping with some of the women there. I only have to give them some attention, being friendly to them and they're easily let me have sex with them, often invite me to come back for more. Some are shy at first but after that they let go of their reservations. I notified they like it as much as I do. I preferably like the full figured ones, not the skinny and they have to be in good health. I'm a young African American of 23.

Posted on 01.04.2013, 14:10:41 CET


45.
Warm batteries (00000020)
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2.8/5 (206 Votes)
When I feel lonely, I disconnect the warm batteries from the charger and hold them against my skin to imitate a human touch.

Posted on 22.08.2007, 16:00:00 CET
46.
Cat Box (00000072)
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2.9/5 (126 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
47.
Tough guy (00000018)
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2.9/5 (144 Votes)
I (m/42) solid in life, drive a jeep, Tattoos on both upper arms, Army Sergeant, am scared stiff of thunder and lighting.
Tags: Cowardice

Posted on 22.07.2007, 11:00:12 CET
48.
The last vigil (00000322)
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2.9/5 (101 Votes)
So, me and my girlfriend were engaged in coitus,and she got up and said "I want to do something crazy" so I had some coke in her night stand, and I made a line on my dick and she sucked it off, right after I came in her eye and she got a terrible case of pink eye and missed work for 3 days, and that's when it got worse, my girlfriend said she wasn't in the mood for sex so I would give her booze before she went to sleep but a sleeping mask over her eyes and fuck her mouth while she slept. And during this week I cheated on her because she cheated on me and we broke up.

Posted on 20.03.2013, 07:13:06 CET
49.
The Mountain of Snow (00000240)
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2.9/5 (71 Votes)
After the first heavy snowfall in North Rhine-Westphalia, the sidewalks were overflowing with snow and the roads were barely passable. An old man that lives roughly across from me has the annoying habit to roll backwards extremely slowly out of his garage while blowing his horn so he doesn't hit any of the pedestrians that are out Saturdays or Sundays at 7:30 am. The fact that other people might be annoyed or woken by this doesn't bother him. He also takes shoveling the snow a little too seriously. He blocked in my parents' car in the front and the back with snow badly enough that they couldn't drive it. We left a friendly note that said it was enough to shovel a path roughly wide enough for a stroller on the sidewalk because the cars had to be able to move too. His reaction was a peevish, "The snow has to go somewhere". I have to also say that our sidewalks are very wide so there is even more space for the cars. The old man completely shoveled everything instead of leaving the snow at the edges of the sidewalk Two weeks later, when I wanted to drive to training, it was my car's turn. No matter how long and hard I tried to clear the snow, I couldn't get out of the parking space. On the sidewalk side, he piled the snow all the way up to the door handle. This could not go unpunished. The night of the following day, Three friends and I took four snow shovels and a wheelbarrow and we made a huge pile of snow right in front of his garage. Almost all the snow from the entire street was in front of the door stacked six feet high. The small side door I left free, of course, so he could come outside and check out the pile. But this is the best part. On Christmas morning, the city snow plow came and added to our pile until there was a huge mountain of snow because the guys thought it would be appreciated. I couldn't help but laugh. I'd never seen such a large mountain of snow before! I still feel guilty because the mountain was so big after the help of the snow plow that it was weeks until the gentleman could get out of his garage.

Posted on 21.01.2013, 08:21:49 CET
50.
Hip DJ (00000104)
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2.8/5 (157 Votes)
I lied about myself living a double life as a DJ in China throughout my high school life in order to be accepted.

Posted on 26.06.2011, 17:01:57 CET
Place: Manila, Philippines
51.
Captain Jack Sparrow (00000075)
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2.8/5 (145 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
52.
I can not break up (00000564)
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2.8/5 (629 Votes)
I love my girlfriend but not enough I suppose. Yesterday, I played with another woman's breast who I don't even like. Then later that night I dreamed about the woman and me f*. I can't remember the last time time I dreamed about f* my girlfriend. So I guess I don't really like her. Yet I can't bring myself to break up with her.

Posted on 01.10.2013, 17:16:08 CET
53.
Unjust World (00000227)
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2.8/5 (174 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
54.
Piercing the Condoms (00000138)
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2.8/5 (149 Votes)
I pierced my ex-boyfriend's condoms after [...]
This sin is under the protection of minors and can be read only by registered members.

Posted on 11.01.2012, 22:58:36 CET
Place: Gracani, Zagreb, Croatia
55.
The Disguise (00000184)
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2.8/5 (119 Votes)
Between high school and college, I worked at a hotel in the reception. It was a great job that was fun for the most part. Most guests were very friendly and grateful. A small group of guests, however, were hated by all the staff: a delegation from a large company who regularly rented the hotel for meetings, etc., and then slept in the guest rooms overnight. They never said please or thank you. The staff was treated like a vending machine. There was always something wrong and in some cases we were actually yelled at. The gentlemen in their suits (there were no women in the higher levels of the company) simply felt like they were better than everyone else in the world. The worst thing was that after a glass or two of whisky or brandy, they would often assault the female staff. When we complained to the hotel manager, we were ignored without a word. In the last week I was supposed to work, these lovely guests were booked again. At first, everything went like usual. However, since I was responsible for check-in this time, I gave them rooms on the top floors from 9 - 11 on the grounds that the other floors were being renovated. As the first guest, drunk of course, wanted to go to his room. I shut down the elevator using a small technical trick. Every employee can do this with a key. This still wasn't enough for me, so at 5 am I decided that it was time to wake them up. We built in loudspeakers into the entire hotel so we can notify guests in case of an emergency. The microphone is connected to an amplifier by a phone cable which can also be hooked up to an iPod. AC/DC seemed quite fitting. Then I put my uniform and ID badge on my boss’s desk and left. Afterwards I learned that the delegation now regularly visits another hotel and behaves the same there. My co-workers, were particularly the women, are very grateful for what I did. The hotel continues to run great; no one was fired.

Posted on 09.11.2012, 00:02:10 CET
Place: Chicago
56.
Gay Chat (00000035)
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2.8/5 (124 Votes)
When I was really bored, I logged into a gay chat room, agreed on 2 dates anonymously and directed them to the house across the road. I could enjoy the show from my window. It was great fun seeing the 2 standing about and eventually starting to talk to each other.
Tags: Lie Dating

Posted on 03.06.2009, 17:56:05 CET
57.
Stealing from My Mother (00000145)
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2.8/5 (129 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
58.
Fiery Chinese Meal (00000061)
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2.8/5 (140 Votes)
When I was 22, I met a really great girl. We met regularly and were just about to start a relationship. I was really head over heels into her, and she into me. Since I already had my own apartment at the time, we often spent our evenings together at my place. On another great evening we had eaten Chinese together. We both ordered the same dish and, since she likes to eat spicy, and I wanted to keep up with her, I ordered spicy, too. We drove to my apartment after the fiery Chinese fun and carried on passionately on the couch. I was overjoyed because it was the first time we'd kissed, and, even though it might have been premature, we both definitely wanted to sleep together. So first we took turns in the bathroom freshening up. Just then I felt a stab of pain in my stomach region, all my stomach contents were churning and I got some really nasty cramps. I didn't let on, because I didn't want to spoil the situation. Then, as we were already involved in our foreplay, I realized that something gassy was pushing to exit back there. As she became more passionate and my stomach pains steadily got worse because of all the moving around, I tried to quickly stifle the fart between my butt cheeks. It worked, too, until she suddenly stopped and asked: "Phew, do you smell it, too, something smells like rotten eggs." I downplayed it totally and said that I didn't smell anything. She didn't let it deter for long and started in on a sideways 69 position. I panicked completely and had to really hold the fart back in my quivering a-hole. But there came a point where nothing would help. I simply couldn't contain it anymore and farted such a loud and brutal gust of wind in her face that she started to cough out of disgust and to swear. The stink was really so gross that for a moment I was even disgusted myself. She snatched up all her duds and disappeared like the wind (how fitting). Before anything else, I made straight for the pot and didn't leave it for the next 20 minutes. Afterward, I tried to reach her, but I never heard back from her anymore. Of course, she had to tell her girlfriends all about it, and, because we were part of the same circle of friends, I would be addressed for months as "Fart-face Frank." If only I'd ordered a normal dish that evening, me and my need to show off!

Posted on 18.09.2009, 05:29:13 CET
Place: Düren, Germany
59.
The Phone Kiss (00000076)
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2.8/5 (122 Votes)
Two years ago I had what was for those days a modern folding cell phone. I used it for about a year and was totally satisfied. Recently, I was on the phone with a friend and he jokingly mentioned that I ought to leave off with the kiss for him at the conclusion, because it struck him as being a bit homoerotic. Ultimately through other people I discovered that that was no isolated instance. I discovered that my cell phone on being folded shut made a funny sound that sounded like "mmwaahh," i.e. like a short kiss. Funny to say, that year I didn't find a job because my potential bosses believed I would kiss them. So, everyone whom I kissed telephonically, it was unintentional!

Posted on 19.02.2010, 01:00:33 CET
Place: Vienna, Austria
60.
Cleaning House (00000239)
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2.9/5 (94 Votes)
I find cleaning up, washing dishes, etc., completely boring. So I always imagine the following scenario; I am a popular assassination expert and I just broke in to an unknown apartment. In reality it's actually mine. My team consists of other more or less humorous, imaginary assassins and together we just killed someone. By cleaning and vacuuming, I am trying to hide our tracks. My imaginary colleagues always make fun of my obsession and tell me that I could simply get rid of the murder weapon because sooner or later someone will notice that the victim is dead. And then I have internal dialogues with the guys and say that because I keep my work clean, I am the top, best-paid assassin. My apartment has never been as clean as now with this hellish imaginary story. I recently bought new shoes for winter and feel like a professional killer when I vacuum. I hereby confess that I made a game out of murder when I cleaned up.

Posted on 21.01.2013, 07:59:27 CET

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