***Official Friday Confessions Thread***

Back when I was at ISU, I woke up one day (not hungover or anything), and went to check my email on my computer. I felt a nice stinker coming on, so I lifted my leg ever so slightly as to let it leak out the side as opposed to the force it would have applied on my chair.

As I relax and get ready to unleash this fury, little did I know that this was not only a fart, but a full out sh-art. We're not talking a small dribble, I am talking a nasty, runny one that caused me to squat walk down the hallway and into the bathroom where I immediately threw the boxers in the garbage and hopped in the shower to cleanse myself of the filth I just caused.

Probably one of my most interesting experiences in life.

Damn you! And I just got a new keyboard yesterday. While I now have coffee in my keyboard, at least it's not, well...you know...
 
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I have no doubt the cat had it coming.

I love animals (well, dogs) but I can't stand those self-absorbed, foul smelling little bastards.


Yeah, I can't stand bratty kids either.:jimlad:
 
I was walking into work today and I saw a women slip on the ice. She was carrying a sack lunch and a residual candy bar was left abandoned.

Confession: I laughed really hard as her feet flew out from under her (I always laugh at people when they fall and aren't hurt).

Confession 2: I'm eating the candy bar she brought in her lunch (snapped in 1/2 Butterfinger)
 
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Still waiting for the waitress' reaction to the proposition

She slapped me, but then just chuckled and took it like a real sport. She thought it was funny.

Honestly, if I had been in the market, I'm guessing we could have got her to come out and drink with us that night. Who knows what would have happened, but the way that night ended, with all of us getting booted from the Dixie Chicken after my buddy ****** on the bar, she probably wouldn't have been all that impressed.
 
Palmer, I'm guessing we're just giving you a Hard time for letting a guy off for squeezing on off. A man named Palmer, should know better.
 
Is it stressful at your work? Maybe he just needed to relieve the "stress". I pulled one off at work one time, but I was much younger.


you might be on to something.


maybe we should have team-building sessions with all employees firing one off to create a cohesive unit...
 
Palmer, I'm guessing we're just giving you a Hard time for letting a guy off for squeezing on off. A man named Palmer, should know better.

Hell, I've squeezed one off at work before too. Just to tell my buddies I got paid to do it. Doesn't take any longer than a **** break, and flushes all the same.

I guess that probably counts as a Friday confession. I'm going to bet I'm not the only one whose done it either.
 
Hell, I've squeezed one off at work before too. Just to tell my buddies I got paid to do it. Doesn't take any longer than a **** break, and flushes all the same.

I guess that probably counts as a Friday confession. I'm going to bet I'm not the only one whose done it either.

You're not, there's a time and a place for everything. And it's called college. Or in this case the job I had in college.
 
I have 3 windows open right now. Each to a different thread on CF. #productiveFriday (Yes I just hashtagged a cf post)
 

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