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Well, I watch cartoons. I am not ashamed of watching “Rocky and Bullwinkle,” or “George of the Jungle,” or “Dudley Do-Right.” Because, they are really more for adults than children, anyway. Kids don’t get the humor, it goes over their heads.
However (hangs her head in shame) I like Scooby-Doo, also. No excuse for that, unless someone has any ideas?
Scotti
did someone say Ponch?
I’m a wuss…
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=32977
I am 28 years old and newly addicted to Angela Anaconda cartoons.
I have a thing for the girl who plays Loonette on The Big Comfy Couch. I’m pathetic.
You are not pathetic.
It is just that you have better taste than many of your neighbors. (Just remember to keep the doors and windows closed when you are perusing your cartoon.)
No point in inciting the pointing and laughing thing. Ya’ know?
Scotti
I try to be good…I really do.
…but when I’m alone in my car, I turn up Britney Spears songs when they come on the radio.
::sobs::
That’s the sad thing. It’s a live action show, not a cartoon. For preschoolers no less (though keep in mind that the object of affection is NOT a preschooler. She’s of legal age. I’m not THAT pathetic.)
Although, I always that the Little Mermaid had a nice rack…
I have the following MP3s…
Britney Spears: “Baby One More Time” AND “Oops, I Did It Again”
KC & the Sunshine Band: “Please Don’t Go” and “That’s the Way I Like It”
A lot of REALLY shitty 80’s ballads…think of bands like The Jets and Atlantic Starr.
I feel so dirty.
Hello Father, it has been 10 years since my last confession…
Oh wait, I’m not in church ;). Anyway, I do have something to confess. I had not taken the cover off of my HD case since I got the computer 3 years ago. Last night I opened it up to discover three years worth of dust on the components! I am sooooo ashamed!
But i guess I did my pennance by giving it a thorough dusting by using my breath and a soft goat hair brush so as not to mess anything up.
I kind of like those frozen TV dinners. But only when I’m actually eating them. Looking back, I regret every second of it.
I don’t know; I’m pretty bored with confessing stuff.
Okay, I took my daughter swimming tonight and stole ogles at some of the moms.
Hey! Is it MY fault their swim suits turn transparent when wet?!?!?
ROFLMAO. Once the poop flew out of my daughter butt so hard it actually hit the wall. I had to paint it after that. Nothing will ever gross me out again.
I’ll fess up…I love disco & Jackie Chan movies, and I sometimes let my daughter listen to music with naughty lyrics.
::hands over the cat o’ nine tails::
Do with me what you will.
ROTFLMAO!!! What goes around comes around, I guess. If I had a quarter for every time one of my sons puked on me, I’d have enough for… well, er, something. Maybe a cd or two.
I’ve been peed on too, (someone says ‘Golden Arches’ and I don’t think of McDonalds) but never thought to return the favor.
As for confession, believe it or not, I’ve been good lately. 
I would like to thankt he debo-nair **Mr. Cynical ** for bringing up one of the best threads I’ve ever started and (go figure) it took the least amount of brain cells.
AhemBlessmefadderforIhavesinned…
It has been awhile…
The new Target opened up by our house just a week ago and I have managed to drop over $100 in stuff (just stuff) I am weak and its just soooooo appealing…It makes me feel like I have a disposable income again, instead of an income that goes towards disposable diapers.
I have also managed to buy a few things ( just things) from my favorite on line waste of time http://www.half.com. Mind you, Mr. Ujest and I cut up the credit card we use, but it’s still in the record there and I’ve …::bowing head in mock shame I just had to have that really old Tommy Lee Jones movie that was only $3.00 (plus s&h).
My son wrote down his sins for his first confession. I guess he was afraid he’d forget 'em. I have his original notes, and I will treasure them forever. Here they are – unedited, of course:
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I yeld at my Mom Because I disobade her
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I Lied Because I didn’t want to get In trouble
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I fighted with my Brother Because he didn’t Let me in Line
I hang around on the boards all day when I’m not working when I should be working on all three summer reading books for school and their corresponding papers. Errgh, i can never stay awake reading Emma. It puts me to sleep, and i’m only halfway done with it.
I finally have a good reason to quit kmart:volleyball. The only problem is that I haven’t gotten in shape for it and it starts in a week. Shit!!!
Forgive me Father Cynical, for I have sinned.
It has been 6 months since my last confession.
One time, while bouncing at a bar, I threw a guy (bodily) out the front door. He collided with the bicyle cop that happened to be cruising by, and the cop ate shit over the hood of a car and smacked into the asphalt on the other side.
Oops!
The cop got up, kicked his fucked up mountain bike, and proceeded to arrest the guy in his confusion and embarrassment.
The guy’s protests that he was thrown fell on deaf ears. I watched the whole thing go down, never saying a word, and thinking “no fuckin’ way that just happened.”
Another time, while living in the dorms with a roomate, I brought a “study-buddy” over during finals week. We had breathy drunken college-sex, while 10 feet away, he tried to sleep over the racket. I think he hated me after that, and who can blame him?
I used to have a pull-out car stereo. I used to take it out and set in on the table of the restaurant I went into like I was cool. Sheesh, what a jackass. No wonder no chics came up to talk to me.
I got drunk in a bar and started running my mouth about “flamer” this and “faggot” that. I got kind of loud, and a guy asked me what my deal was. He told me he didn’tcare what my opinions were, but asked if I could just keep it down. I talked some shit to him, he asked if I thought we should go outside and talk abou it. We went, and more fool I. He kicked my fuckin’ ass all over the place.
It’s sad that it took a boot to my skull for me to realize that discrimination is fucked up.
I have cheated on various girlfriends. Several times. One time I cheated with my girlfriends friend (some friend), and another time with a different girlfriend’s step-sister.
I speeded, got a ticket, and kept rescheduling the court date for 5 months. Then the ticket got thrown out when the cop didn’t show up. I was doing 50 in a 35.
I took the ACT, got a 29, and took it again just so I could break 30 and show up my snooty friends. Got a 31 the second time. And I’m still a dumbass.
I had sex with a freshman at a party when I was a senior. It was her first time. I think I stopped calling her after a few days. That’s fucked up.
I used to have girls that liked me in HS do my homework for me. Stupid things like “make a felt flag” and shit like that.
And just today, inspired by the latest issue of Maxim, I did an evil thing to my boss. He wasn’t here today, so I took my pocket knife and popped the “n” and “m” keys off his keyboard. Then I swapped them. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
So what should I do? Is my Karmic burden to great?
When I was still in single-digits, but old enough to know better, I had a thing about peeing in places I shouldn’t have. I peed in a soda can and kept it for a while. I peed on my bedroom floor. I peed into the bathroom heater, producing a very nasty smell. God only knows why I did these things.
The internet has made it too easy to get porn, which I would never even consider buying. But it’s RIGHT THERE! For free! I would lock it out, but the Windows security options are fucking useless. I guess it’s normal to either be trying to get laid or looking at porn at this phase in my life, but normal just isn’t good enough. This is currently about the only thing about myself that really makes me feel like shit.
There was a period in my HS years when I shoplifted every day.
On a less immoral but equally-shameful note, I am a 21-year-old male who has seen nearly every episode of Beverly Hills, 90210 at least once.
That is about the full extent of my badness.
Lexicon … thank you! You are my new hero! (until tomorrow that is) - you can be my hero of the day!