Doper Confessions

I don’t like big dogs. I try to pretend I like my friends’ dogs, but I don’t like them. Luckily all of my friends love my small dog. ALL OF THEM LOVE HER.

I’ve never seen The Godfather and feel stupid because of it.

I saw all of the LOTR movies and I hated every single one of them. I thought I was going to die before they were over.

I am too lazy to garden even though I love the flowers.

I secretly want to watch Lawrence Welk on Saturday nights, but I never let myself do it. It’s just too embarrassing.

I. am. shocked. SHOCKED! I. Say. I guess your next confession will be about how you don’t sing in a women’s chorus. :stuck_out_tongue:

Hmmmmmm… penance, absolution, and whatnot… ok… everybody say three Hail Ogs then have a beverage of choice. Adult or nonAdult beverage your choice. I also have a select selection of “prayer rugs” I will send to you for the paltry donation of fifty bucks. They guarantee your absolution. Email addy is in my profile. Cash or money orders only please. You will obtain absolute absolution, nirvanna and possibly a set of personalized pens or pencils if I get enough orders to make that profitable.

Disclaimer:

YMMV. If you are particularly evil this might not work. Cash preferred. Style of prayer rug may vary by region or what’s on sale at the KMart. Don’t put that in your mouth! You don’t know where it’s been!

If something is insanely popular, I won’t give it half a chance for many years. This includes Joss Whedon, Harry Potter novels, Neil Gaiman novels, and most television shows. Having said that:

-I liked “Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog,” but mainly because of Neil Patrick Harris
-I liked Neverwhere and the one Sandman comic I read

Buffy, Firefly, and the American Gods books I will give no more chances.

I guess that means I’m really good at Photoshop, huh.

Anything with hot female assassins or killers, I hate. No female mercenaries, female ninjas, female space-warriors, female ninja-mercenaries, female assassins, female ninja-assassins, whatever. Especially if they’re petite, young girls. News flash: it’s not unique or interesting or surprising anymore to have some timid little girl turn out to actually be a deadly killer and martial arts master.

I loved that the big movies of 2007 were man’s movies with cold blooded bad-ass men, not hot ninja chicks or whatever. Daniel Plainview. Anton Chigurh. That’s where it’s at.

The best thing about Firefly was always Jayne.

If this makes me gay, well, then I’m a big old gay cocksucking queen. So be it.

I like my coffee like Mr Wolfe: lots of cream, lots of sugar.

I believe Pink Floyd and the Greatful Dead tie for most over rated band of all time.

As I’ve mentioned before, I would change my sexual orientation if I could have a shot with Vince Vaughn or John Cusack.

I hate or am at best indifferent to most things that seem popular here. I am polite enough not to immediately go to sleep at the mention of Firefly or Serenity, for example, but only just. It gets a bit tedious because most of my friends are raving fanboys or fangirls.

I had not given this confession thing enough thought. I’ll take another whack at it.

I have no interest in The Simpsons or Buffy or Firefly.

Heinlein leaves me cold. Well, actually, more accurately, the way people here talk about him leaves me cold and disinclined to read him.

I have never seen Citizen Kane. I have no plans to do so. If the opportunity arises, I may take it. I may not. But I don’t seek it out.

I am the pickiest person when it comes to food. I don’t like any condiments. I once had a (ex)boyfriend put ketchup on my cheeseburger bun and I refused to touch it. Yuck.

Totally afraid to try new things when it comes to food. I would have no problem going sky diving, but if you put sushi in front of me… and I will freeze. Total anxiety.

I find Joss Whedon to be an insufferable hack of a writer who regurgitates poorly observed high school drama and blends it with a hefty dose of cliche’.

I like cats just fine, but I vastly prefer dogs.

I hate coffee, nearly all teas including iced (I’m southern), and anything else trendy.

I could give a rat’s ass about political nitpicking.

I could give a runny orangutan turd about sports.

Fuck Micheal Phelps. I don’t care. Really. Yes, I KNOW he broke the record. Don’t care.

That’s it for now, I’m sure there will be more.

I feel your pain. I cannot stand condiments and hate to try new foods. My wife will often ask me to try things and I will humour her but my usual response is “It didn’t kill me”. Which translates as, I never want that foul tasting stuff near me again.

My real confession is that I hate cheese. Any kind of cheese. I don’t even like cheesecake.

And I don’t like tomatoes.

Usually it is easier to tell people what I do eat than what I don’t.

I, too, hate most condiments. I prefer cream cheese on my sandwiches to mayo, mustard or ketchup etc. Relish is just nasty shit, IMO.

I don’t make a big deal out of it or anything, I just refuse (politely) anything with the above mentioned accouterments. But I don’t consider my dislike to be secret of shameful. Scratch a foodie and you’ll find something they won’t eat. Because this is true, I figure we’re all just points on a spectrum…

1). I like looking at **pbbth’**s breasts (not that I have seen them), but I look at every woman’s breasts that I come in contact with.

2). I never played sports in High School, but I tell people that I played right field for my High School team and that I had a batting average of .325

3). I abuse myself to Doper Pictures.

SSG Schwartz

I have never read even a page out of a Jane Austen novel, nor have I watched any film adaptation of her work.

Despite the fact that they’re trashy and stupid, I still enjoy Jean Auel’s Earth’s Children series.

I believe Lord of the Rings was overrated. Peter Jackson’s films, but also the books themselves.

I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer and hated Willow Rosenberg for every second of the series.

I’d rather wear a corset than a bra.

For some awful reason, I have an uncontrollable compulsion to constantly look at men’s crotches.

Go nuts, babe. :slight_smile:

I believe a NSFW Doper Thread may be in order. NOT IT!

Holy shit! I know what I’m doing for the rest of this weekend. :wink:

I take it you will not be watching the cinematic masterpiece that is Shaolin Dolemite, then?

I hate tomatoes. I have eaten a raw tomato exactly once in my life. It made me gag. If it ain’t processed into sauce, paste, or ketchup I’m not having any, thank you.

I grow them, though. All of my tomatoes are donated to people who can actually stand to eat them raw.

Nothing shameful in that. The repetitive sex scenes are the funniest things I’ve ever read (especially the one where the comparison between Jondalar’s Manhood and that of a mammoth was made disturbingly explicit).

I saw the headline to the thread, and immediately thought:

[sub]apologies to Mr Yankovic[/sub]

Tripler
. . . these are my confessions.

I really want to see The House Bunny. (this one was tough to admit)

I don’t like Coffee. At all. This means nothing by itself, but at work (a job I recently left), a coworker was nice enough to bring me a coffee from Tim Hortons every morning free of charge. The first couple days I didn’t mention anything and eventually it just seemed easier to throw the coffee out when no one was looking.

When someone asks me how much something costs, I sometimes lowball them because it embarrasses me to admit how much I pay for some things (I told my friend I paid $60 for these - it isn’t like he’ll ever know. He thought $60 was expensive for headphones, his head would’ve exploded if I told him they cost $500).

I’ve always kinda dug Paris Hilton (although I wouldn’t want her as a roll model for my children).