I’ll take another truth, since I can’t do rhyming meter, or haikus, or Anaamika’s EXCELLENT no-e’s answer Well done!, or Pig Latin don wanna or <enter> after every letter, or any other such thing…
Truth, eh?
I’ll take a dare.
Zero. Pretty much the only woman I ever finished with finished with me first. Several times. I played catch-up at the end there but I was still far behind in the score. Otherwise I’ve always been the dumpee, not the dumper; and none of them seemed heartbroken about it.
Tell us about the one time when you were most angry at one or both of your parents, for something you were right to be angry about and not some teen angst thing.
Idle Thoughts, working on that truth.
I’ll take a truth
Me some truth wow, yup! 
Had to think about this one for a while, but I suspect my answer would be along the lines of: steal a bunch of cash, some cars, a jet plane, antiques and rare books, a seaside European villa… live the high life, basically, and also give back funds to charity, and support my family. It’d be all about the money.
Can’t think of anyone I hate seriously enough to murder (or even if I’d be capable of killing someone), don’t do drugs, and can’t really think of anything else I’d want to do that’s illegal. I’d have to go with a life of utterly unbelievable luxury.
Truth or dare, anyone?
Too easy. The time I was most angry at them was the time they said they would only continue paying for my college education if I flew with them, immediately, to India and got married within 1-3 months, to a man of their choosing.
The reason? I was doing OK in school - in the low 3’s, so quite good, but I had a Protestant boyfriend.
If you’re still in, truth or dare back, and Idle Thoughts and Kythereia, T or D?
Wow. Yeah, that should do it.
Truth.
Damn, Idle Thoughts, that truth was really difficult. I’ve been trying to think of a good one, and there must be one, but I can’t get to it. If you’d only asked about a time I was an asshole in general, that’d have been easy (I once called a little girl in a wheelchair a fucking cripple, so there’s no shortage of anecdotes there), but a time I was specifically selfish… I’ll be back.
Priceguy, I asked this of someone else earlier. Tell us your darkest fantasy.
Kythereia, I’ll take a dare from you, dear.
What’s one thing you’ll never give up?
if6was9, tell us about a weird turn on.
freckafree, make a post trying to convince everyone in here that the earth is flat. However, in it, you must have at least 10 references to food (subtly).
MannyL, what was the most disgusting thing you’ve found, seen, or heard about a specific woman?
SmartAleq, Tell me about a time when you hit something or someone out of anger and what came of it.
’mika, I’ll take a dare! 
Priceguy, well, maybe there really isn’t one. It’s not too hard to believe. Instead, if you can’t think of a selfish time, just tell us another assholish time.
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MannyL, what was the most disgusting thing you’ve found, seen, or heard about a specific woman?
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Well thats quite simple
There was a woman who I had met through the personal ads in a newspaper. We never became a couple (thankfully) and a few months after our failed attempt at dating, I read about her in the news paper.
She and some of her friends had lured a young man who was in a special needs program to a field where they bound him with duct tape and set him on fire.
Thankfully he survived and they were prosecuted. When I read it in the paper I thought that was the sickest thing ever.
Sure she used me the two weeks we knew each other but I never thought she would do something like that
Another truth please
Wow, the tough part here is winnowing it down–I’ve led an interesting existence… I suppose one time that had a good result was when I was in an abusive relationship and I’d gotten really sick of it all but I’d just take it–sit quietly and refuse to respond no matter how many times he hit me or what he said to me, sometimes for hours. I told him I was getting tired of it and one day he was going to push me too far and he pooh poohed me–obviously I had nothin’, since I’d been putting up with it for so long, right?
So one day he rared back to hit me and my inner berserker kicked in and I waded into him–first heel of hand blow broke his nose, second blow jacked up his esophagus pretty good, then I went to TOWN! He didn’t quite require hospitalization, but he would probably have been more comfortable if he’d gone in. I think he was pissing blood a bit from when I got him on the ground and piledrivered his kidneys, and he was moving like some ribs were acting up…
Upshot of it all is that he finally figured out I’d been letting him hit me all that time–that I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself but the idea of hitting in a relationship is pretty revolting to me. I figure you can fuck someone OR you can hit them, but not both. We broke up soon after, then a couple years later got back together on much better footing and had a pretty decent run of it, but he sure as shit knew better than to ever try hitting me again!
Manny L: Weirdest, most random thing anyone’s ever said to you…
Idle Thoughts, I would enjoy one of each - truth and dare! haha!
Brendon
Hmmm. I have lots, that might seem weird, or quite normal (as weirdness goes…)
Ok, here are two driving related ones. A woman in a very short skirt driving a stick shift (working the clutch and pedals).
A woman with an ample chest with a seatbelt (shoulder strap) on.
This is a tough one… I could say “reading” but I don’t know if that’s uncommon enough to even count… Hmm… I like the Ben & Jerry’s ice cream flavor called Phish Food, and as long as they make it I’m sure I’ll buy it, but I’ll only get it once a month or two… So that isn’t really on the list either…
I like the Saranac beer called Black Forest, and I’ll have a few while playing cards each week… So I guess that’d be something I’d never give up as long as its around.
Not exactly sure… There’s not one thing on my list that I really couldn’t live without…
Please… Don’t let me be the thread killer of an 8 page thread.
It’ll have to be the little girl in the wheelchair. She was eight or nine, which would make me fourteen or fifteen. She had juvenile rheumatism which occasionally made her wheelchair-bound. She was the little sister of one of my classmates, so I had been around her sporadically since her birth, more or less.
This happened outside her house. There were a few other kids there. One of her older brothers (not my classmate) may have been there, I don’t remember. I was totally sober. I don’t remember what she said or did, or what happened, but I just let loose. “Fucking cripple” and other invectives of identical quality. I turned into the world’s biggest bully. I said those things to her, and I liked doing it.
Yep, that must be my most assholicious time. I have no clue why I did it. When I think about it, it feels like it can’t have been me, 'cause I don’t do things like that. But it was. No excuse, no explanation. I was just a total shit.
Darkest, you say? Let’s try this one.
I have a recurring sexual fantasy about a woman I know in real life. I’m not going to go into details, but the fantasy involves me blackmailing her into having sex with me, completely on my terms, repeatedly. She hates me (in the fantasy I mean - I have no reason to believe she hates me in real life) deeply, and I don’t care.
Of course, eventually I turn her into a willing participant. That part is plenty dark in itself, but I hereby reserve the right not to answer any truths about that part. So there.
Truth or dare, clayton_e?
Truth or dare, Anaamika?
Truth or dare, Kythereia?
As has been proven through meticulous research , it is indeed quite possible for something to be flatter than a pancake. Yet, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, a belief as stubborn as a gravy stain on a silk necktie continues to persist. This belief is that the Earth is a sphere.
The Michaelson-Morley experiment sought to prove that the spherical Earth was moving through the luminous ether that transmitted light waves, by emitting a light pulse and calculating how far it “trailed” behind the earth, much like tossing a french-fry wrapper out the window of a moving car to calculate the car’s speed. It was assumed that, if ether existed, the light pulse would fall back in one direction, giving the physicists a tangible “absolute” speed of the earth. But the speed they calculated was zero. That’s right. Zero. Like the candy bar. Instead of only proving that there was no “ether wind,” they actually proved that the Earth does not move.
Now we know that the Earth does not move. On a stationary, spherical Earth, how do objects not simply fall off into space? For that matter, how do the oceans and its plethora of fish manage to stay in place? The only explanation is that the Earth is flat, and that the oceans are contained by enormous mountains of ice at the edges. The moon is round, yet it is without water or atmosphere. Both have fallen off.
But what about sunrise and sunset? Does not that prove that the Earth spins? A spinning, spherical earth presents another problem. How do objects at the North Pole – Santa, his reindeer, his elves, his workshop, with all its toys and delicious gingerbread – not fall off? Given the scale, it would be like placing a grain of sugar on a spinning beachball. It might stay put, but it would most likely slide off.
Some will point to “photos” of the Earth from the Moon – the beautiful blue Earth with clouds swirling like cream in coffee. It is as likely that a moon landing took place as it was for the “astronauts” to discover the Moon is made of green cheese. The Apollo moon landing photos were clearly faked, as anomalies in the shadows prove that there was more than one light source, as would be found on a sound stage, or perhaps in some remote outdoor location with powerful, portable lights. Other photos from that expedition were likewise faked. Neil Armstrong was heard to remark that he could see “sky” all around the moon. Either he was on the Earth…or the Moon is also flat.
- pancake
- gravy
- French fry
- Candy bar
- Fish
- Gingerbread
- Sugar
- Cream
- Coffee
- Cheese
Damn, that was hard. Gimme a truth next time!