Nope not tellin em nuffin! Packa dang stickynoses

Now you lot on the other hand prettymuch know everything, or i've written it here sometime over the years *L*

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I'd have to confess to the sin of tracking down judgemental violent dickweeds and pummeling the shit out of them.

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On the kinkometer, my kink measures as a sine wave.

What do you do with the shit after you've pummeled it out of them? Do you bag it up?

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

Use it for fertilizer. Gotta do something socially constructive with the judgemental assholes.

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On the kinkometer, my kink measures as a sine wave.

Have you thought of using them as parking meter covers?

Two good things for the price of one.

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The best way to keep a secret is to not tell anybody. So they all go to the grave with me.
Even then I will still be deep in to the red.

I'm pretty open with people. Those that know me, know that I don't hesitate for a minute to blurt out whatever I'm thinking. That having been said, there are strategic non-disclosures that exist for the sole purpose of not detrimentally impacting my quality of life.

A guy's gotta work, ya know! There are too many people on the unemployment lines for me to be shouting shit from the rooftops.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

Yeah, but if you're shouting shit you can blame tourettes.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

Is there such a thing as "Polite Tourettes"?

"Why yes, the weather is quite nice. I hear that tomorrow, it's sup....YOU HAVE PRETTY EYES!!..posed to be sunny as well."

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

No clue. Personally, I think verbal tourettes where it's just swearing is an excuse for parents to not deal with their child using profanity. Thought polite tourettes would be a nice change.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

Cussler, Lost Empire.

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Have you ever spent time with someone who has it? If you did, and you saw how painful and embarrassing it is for the child, I think maybe you would see it differently. My friend taught a young girl in 5th grade who would say the most foul things. Often she was not aware of what exactly she said but would feel awful based on the reaction of the class. They put her on meds that made her a zombie. Over time her class learned not to react and they weaned her off the meds so she could go back to being her usual although often inappropriate self. It can be a really sad situation.

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I guess I don't see why it would only be something inappropriate. From my understanding tourettes is an involuntary neurological function, but for it to cause just profanity doesn't makes sense to me. You'd think since all speech patterns come from the same part of the brain that it could anything from fuck to bird.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

Sometimes the brain just isn't that logical.

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I would confess that I'd planted a bomb in the newspaper's offices.

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