Nonimus
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I'd need a few threads for that one.
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What's The Worst Thing You've Ever Done?????
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Never admit to anything.
good advice i got years ago
good advice i got years ago
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blackbeltninja
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Criminy - where to begin?
And is it only for the bad things I've done which I feel bad for having done, or for all bad things in general?
This could be the biggest can of worms in the history of ever!
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And is it only for the bad things I've done which I feel bad for having done, or for all bad things in general?
This could be the biggest can of worms in the history of ever!
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Nonimus
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Good point! If its the former - None. If its the latter - WOAH!
randyreese
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Sorry . never talk about my failures.
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"Thought about replying to this thread"!!
smirnoff-ice
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worst thing? i think it was driving a car in VERY drunk state on a superhighway ...
well i am still young so more things might to come ...](/images/smilies/bang.gif "Brick wall ](*,)")
well i am still young so more things might to come ...
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I got into an arguement with my sister when I was really drunk along time ago. Some of the things I said were said to hurt her feelings. I'll never forget it and still get sad when I remember it....
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BrandonSBCA
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I told someone off and it hurt their feelings.
Nonimus
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I got into an arguement with my sister when I was really drunk along time ago. Some of the things I said were said to hurt her feelings. I'll never forget it and still get sad when I remember it....
I did the same and she beat the shit out of me - seriously!
Leidian
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I got involved with a guy who was already in a relationship knowing full well about it. I'm going to join McSteamy's Dirty Mistress's Club.
There's also a list of much smaller things, of course.
There's also a list of much smaller things, of course.
The worst thing I've ever done, huh? Well, as we all know, I am just two brownie-points shy of being a living saint, so I haven't got much to confess.
But it wasn't always so. I guess I was sixteen or seventeen when I stole my grandfather's wallet. I had been shoplifting for about a year before that, just small things, mostly costume jewelry from department stores. Since I never got caught, and enjoyed the dual rush of getting away with something and having new stuff, this was just the next logical step.
Did I mention that my grandfather had Alzheimer's and Parkinson's and was eighty years old? That's an important part of the story.
The Grandmother went off on a trip with her niece, and left me with Grandpa to take care of him. He had a lady who came in during the day (when I was supposedly at school), and she made dinner and left it in the oven for us (who knew there were so many different kinds of casserole?) and I would make sure we ate and got to bed and took his pills and otherwise help him with bathing and dressing and whatnot. Not a terribly difficult responsibility, as Grandpa could still walk on his own and do things if you helped him get started.
So I got this "mastermind" idea to engineer the loss of Grandpa's wallet, which was one of those brick-thick numbers with way too many bills and cards in it. All I had to do was tamper with the lining of the pocket, make it look natural as if the weight of the wallet and the sharpness of the keys had caused the tear; then I created a pattern of taking Grandpa for walks around the block in the afternoon every once in a while. With such a setup, the wallet would naturally "disappear" on its own... so I would have about two hundred bucks for free (Grandpa was of the generation that always carried a lot of cash), and when the cards were used, it would be assumed they were used was by the person who found them.
Well, eventually I was caught... stupidly shoplifting while I had the cards on me. I'd charged up about four hundred dollars, mostly on makeup and drag. I've never been so ashamed of myself in my whole life. I'm even ashamed now, some twenty-five years later.
But it wasn't always so. I guess I was sixteen or seventeen when I stole my grandfather's wallet. I had been shoplifting for about a year before that, just small things, mostly costume jewelry from department stores. Since I never got caught, and enjoyed the dual rush of getting away with something and having new stuff, this was just the next logical step.
Did I mention that my grandfather had Alzheimer's and Parkinson's and was eighty years old? That's an important part of the story.
The Grandmother went off on a trip with her niece, and left me with Grandpa to take care of him. He had a lady who came in during the day (when I was supposedly at school), and she made dinner and left it in the oven for us (who knew there were so many different kinds of casserole?) and I would make sure we ate and got to bed and took his pills and otherwise help him with bathing and dressing and whatnot. Not a terribly difficult responsibility, as Grandpa could still walk on his own and do things if you helped him get started.
So I got this "mastermind" idea to engineer the loss of Grandpa's wallet, which was one of those brick-thick numbers with way too many bills and cards in it. All I had to do was tamper with the lining of the pocket, make it look natural as if the weight of the wallet and the sharpness of the keys had caused the tear; then I created a pattern of taking Grandpa for walks around the block in the afternoon every once in a while. With such a setup, the wallet would naturally "disappear" on its own... so I would have about two hundred bucks for free (Grandpa was of the generation that always carried a lot of cash), and when the cards were used, it would be assumed they were used was by the person who found them.
Well, eventually I was caught... stupidly shoplifting while I had the cards on me. I'd charged up about four hundred dollars, mostly on makeup and drag. I've never been so ashamed of myself in my whole life. I'm even ashamed now, some twenty-five years later.
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fell in love with me bestest friend
I am not sure but as a child, i think may have seriously injured a pet parakeet. I sill remember the possibility of doing so.
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blackbeltninja
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Surprisingly, the thing I most ashamed of was an insult hurled at an unsuspecting girl on New Year's Eve back in 1995.
We were headed down to the beach, like you do in the small seaside town of Hermanus in the Western Cape at New Year, to get smashed and enjoy the almighty general party which occurs there. Four of us, we had to park some distance away, and we were walking down the road when we chanced upon four girls walking up it.
One of my friends, expecting hijinks and hilarity to ensue, quite blatantly nudged another one of my friends into one of the girls, and he ended up bumping into her quite hard.
He got annoyed with the guy who pushed him, rightly so, I suppose.
She said "you stupid arseholes!" and was really irritated.
I lashed out with "fuck you, you bitch!" which I'll admit was quite out of character for me at the time. We hadn't even started the drinking yet, so I have no excuse. I do exist with quite a filthy mouth, but only in certain company and only when people deserve it, in my opinion.
Her friends grabbed her and we carried on in our respective directions, with nothing further being said between the two parties, nor between for the four of us. But - and this is the truth - scarcely a day goes by without me thinking about the incident and seriously regretting what I said. It may seem completely arbitrary to the rest of you, of course, but it really does bother me a lot.
It was such a random encounter - wouldn't know her if I fell over her in the street - and so fleeting, but it's one of the few things I wish I could take back. I can't even rationalise why I said what I said or anything.
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We were headed down to the beach, like you do in the small seaside town of Hermanus in the Western Cape at New Year, to get smashed and enjoy the almighty general party which occurs there. Four of us, we had to park some distance away, and we were walking down the road when we chanced upon four girls walking up it.
One of my friends, expecting hijinks and hilarity to ensue, quite blatantly nudged another one of my friends into one of the girls, and he ended up bumping into her quite hard.
He got annoyed with the guy who pushed him, rightly so, I suppose.
She said "you stupid arseholes!" and was really irritated.
I lashed out with "fuck you, you bitch!" which I'll admit was quite out of character for me at the time. We hadn't even started the drinking yet, so I have no excuse. I do exist with quite a filthy mouth, but only in certain company and only when people deserve it, in my opinion.
Her friends grabbed her and we carried on in our respective directions, with nothing further being said between the two parties, nor between for the four of us. But - and this is the truth - scarcely a day goes by without me thinking about the incident and seriously regretting what I said. It may seem completely arbitrary to the rest of you, of course, but it really does bother me a lot.
It was such a random encounter - wouldn't know her if I fell over her in the street - and so fleeting, but it's one of the few things I wish I could take back. I can't even rationalise why I said what I said or anything.
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