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61.
Battle Cry (00000163)
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2.9/5 (97 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
62.
Fiery Chinese Meal (00000061)
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2.8/5 (136 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
63.
Hip DJ (00000104)
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2.8/5 (153 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
64.
Vacation from School (00000126)
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2.8/5 (202 Votes)
Last year in 10th grade, I ditched school for almost two months. This was back when it was just my dad and grandpa living with me, and my dad goes to work early. Every morning, I would hide in my closet until around 3pm or later so they would think I was at school. I even brought my laptop in there so I wouldn't get bored and I managed pretty well. When the school finally called my parents, I lied and said that I was being bullied in my history class. Surprisingly, they believed it and switched my classes and all that. I've always been a liar and I regret ditching because I'm behind in credits, so I'm repeating classes, but no one knows that. I wish I could go back and fix that.

Posted on 23.09.2011, 01:13:32 CET
Place: Granada Hills, California, USA
65.
My Hamster Jimmy (00000560)
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2.8/5 (488 Votes)
Since my hamster Jimmy leaves me sleepless every single night, I am going to kill it. It has a large home, a large place to run, tons of stuff for chewing and playing but still its very noisy and riots the cage when I want to sleep. Nobody wants to take it, the shelter is too far away, so it must die. The Internet knows lots of ways to kill them. Its swimming in cold water for a few minutes every day now, since three days, then drying by the open window in the cold air, so that he will catch a flu or something and dies. If this isn't working, he will drown when my family isn't home. Then I'll blow the body dry and put it back to the cage. Nobody will know it has been murder. I am sorry for the cruelty the insomnia wakes in me.

Posted on 09.09.2013, 18:41:44 CET
Place: Sherwood, AR, USA
66.
The Phone Kiss (00000076)
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2.8/5 (117 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
67.
The Pikachu Stuffed Animal (00000162)
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2.8/5 (178 Votes)
I (m/30) was once visiting some friends to delete the well-known "ukash virus" from their computer. This virus disables the computer and only releases it after you pay a fee. As I was there cleaning the virus from the Windows Registry, their young daughter (7) came into the room. She had to show me something on TV. So I went with her for a minute. Pokémon was currently on. She told me that she thought Pikachu was totally cute and wanted to have it as a pet and she asked me if I knew where you could buy a Pikachu. I explained to her that Pikachu stuffed animals were sold in toy stores and that she could ask her parents if they would buy her one. She insisted, however, that she wanted a "real Pikachu." I explained to her that Pikachu only existed on TV and couldn't jump out of it. I thought nothing of it and went back to working on the computer. After two hours, I finally completely eliminated the virus from the computer and could proudly present the result. My friends were relieved that they could use the computer normally again. At that moment we heard strange noises coming from the living room. It got louder and louder and suddenly there was a crash. We went to see what had happened. The daughter had hit the LCD screen with a hammer because she wanted a "real Pikachu" from TV. She thought it was trapped in the TV and wanted to free it. I'll never forget the parents' horrified look and I was amazed by how much strength a 7 year old girl can have. I definitely learned from this experience and in the future, I'll explain to little kids exactly how a TV works. Luckily no one was hurt and they also bought a new TV.

Posted on 17.10.2012, 01:45:40 CET
68.
My kinda girl (00000211)
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2.8/5 (127 Votes)
My sinr: Okay, so this isn't really a sin (is it?). But basically I'm pretty sure I may have accidentally fell in love with a girl I've never spoken too. I'm still a teenager, and she looked roughly the same age, and trying to tell yourself you're not a lesbian as you stand there undeniably attracted to a female stranger is tough. She wasn't typically pretty; short-cropped brown hair, brown eyes, quite tall and thin, dressed in a blazer and drain pipe jeans. To make it geekier she was reading a Graham Greene novel. We were both waiting outside a Doctor Who film set as well. So, basically, I feel bad that I was attracted, bad that I haven't told anyone I'm a lesbian, and bad for not going up to her.

Posted on 21.12.2012, 00:24:57 CET
69.
Cleaning House (00000239)
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2.9/5 (88 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
70.
Aviatophobia (00000013)
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2.8/5 (143 Votes)
I was absolutely agitated when I had to fly. I used to and still are traveling a lot by plane on business. It became so bad that I had to take medication when flying so I wouldn't suffer a panic attack. On a homebound flight from Switzerland I got utterly drunk one time by accident. I only wanted to drown the fear. During the flight I suffered a severe panic attack and drove the other passengers mental. Eventually, an angry passenger got up and gave me a huge punch. I went down and out. When I came around, I was back on my seat with a bleeding nose and a split lip. But, I am cured since then. I have flown 2 times already with no sign of fear. Thank you!

Posted on 24.09.2008, 01:26:25 CET
Place: Zürich, Switzerland
71.
White Lies and Friendship (00000369)
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2.8/5 (103 Votes)
With all my sincere apologies to my friend, I wanted to confess this. I lied to my friend that I was unmarried. She believed it. She was my co-worker. We developed so much rapport with each other, that we shared all personal things except my marital status. I know I was lying but could not help. We became really close friends, and shared lunches, trips to temples, street walks, and even one evening. She dared to ask why I am not getting married. I could sense what could go wrong there, and asked her to keep calm and sleep. It was in my car back to home. Her home was very near to my home. We never visited each other home though. Sensing a much closer, I decided to keep distance and slowly started avoiding her. She also sensed that asked why I am doing so. I did not have a specific answer, but I said nothing like that. After some time, she married someone else and went to USA. I know, I did lie, and I know she was deeply in love with me. But before any damage happens, my senses came back. She is now happily living there, but still sometimes her memories come back.

Posted on 14.04.2013, 15:42:44 CET
72.
Water Indicator (00000079)
1 comments
2.8/5 (178 Votes)
Four week ago my iP*d Touch fell into the water. All new instruments have water indicators that register water damage and thereby the voiding of the guarantee. Said instrument's indicator was red, of course, ergo, guarantee voided. I thought about it a bit and had a genial idea. I went to the discount store and bought myself a bottle of chlorine bleach. For a couple of days, with a soaked toothpick I nicely painted the water indicator (in this instrument it's conveniently mounted in the headset port). What can I say, indicator white, instrument sent in, new instrument received. I don't feel bad about it, that Cupertino company's profit margins are too high anyway, besides now I can always beautifully bleach my whites.
Tags: Fraud Lie

Posted on 13.03.2010, 22:12:28 CET
73.
Fun in the Hot Tub (00000133)
1 comments
2.8/5 (129 Votes)
My best friend and I started [...]
This sin is under the protection of minors and can be read only by registered members.

Posted on 15.11.2011, 01:03:12 CET
Place: Indiana
74.
A lesson learned (00000182)
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2.8/5 (85 Votes)
About a year ago, at the age of 22, I came out of the soccer stadium, and was really frustrated, again. In the tram on the way home, I saw a few young guys about 14-16 years old, who harassed the other passengers. Every time a passenger went past their seats, they voiced out inappropriate comments, young or old they didn't really care, there were always insults like "stupid son of a bitch", or "faggot". I came up with a great idea to walk by the scene and to see if they would insult me too when I it was near my stop. Luckily, of course they did, so I grabbed hold of the closest one, slapped him real hard, and without speaking a word, went on my way. I'd like to confess that I knowingly sought trouble with the young men in order vent my anger. I'm even a little sorry for the stupid kid. He was close to shedding tears. On the other hand, I taught him an important lesson. They should think before they act.

Posted on 16.11.2012, 00:11:59 CET
75.
Sibling Love in Religion Class (00000178)
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2.8/5 (99 Votes)
In 9th grade, I had to give a speech about incest in religion class. However, I understood the topic was wrong, because when I searched the internet for information about "sibling love," I only found material about sexual contact between siblings, or incest. So I gave a speech in front of my entire class and my embarrassed and shocked religion teacher about sex between siblings. I was not stingy with the juicy details, elaborate stories and descriptions, because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to speak for a full 15 minutes. While I was preparing for the presentation, I thought it was a little strange that I had to give a speech about this and it upset me that I had to put up with such an embarrassing topic. I confess that in my childish naivety, I never thought to use my brain and ask about this strange speech topic.

Posted on 09.11.2012, 00:08:27 CET
76.
Truth or Dare (00000188)
1 comments
2.8/5 (135 Votes)
I never meant for it to [...]
This sin is under the protection of minors and can be read only by registered members.

Posted on 12.11.2012, 16:05:36 CET
Place: Keystone lane, Canton, MI, USA
77.
The Mountain of Snow (00000240)
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2.9/5 (67 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
78.
00000167
1 comments
2.8/5 (148 Votes)
I'm fat and i want to be thin, because other people laugh at me and the others don't say anything but deep down in my heart i know they think i'm fat. I don't want to be like this. I didn't choose and i didn't wanted everything end like this so give me a chance, i'm begging you people. Let fat people live happy don't say anything and don't laugh at them, please share this message to everyone in the world.

Posted on 29.10.2012, 15:49:35 CET
Place: LITHUANIA
79.
Re-converting (00000264)
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2.8/5 (112 Votes)
whenever I drive around town, and see a cop I start to get uncomfortable, and slightly get paranoid. I should relax and shouldn't give a damn, but I easily get irritated if someone tailgates to close. It ticks me off, and maybe should relax. I think too much about the past, the future and get excited to easily that I lose track of reality which I think the only way I could change is by starting to be focused, and motivated though God.

Posted on 13.02.2013, 17:56:40 CET
80.
Computer genius (00000003)
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2.8/5 (135 Votes)
I have set up a screenshot of the with all symbols as desktop background on the PC of a mate of mine. After that, I hid all the symbols, moved the taskbar to the top of the screen and hid it as well. After hours of him trying to work it out and failing and I was unfortunately neither in any position to help him, he had to re-install.

Posted on 22.12.2006, 10:41:59 CET

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