I… Like to jump onto my bed, full out, arms spread, and hit hard with my chest. I do this without regard to the carefully-smoothed sheets I laid out when I woke up, and sometimes even do this on others’ beds!
I’m so ashamed…
I like to sing There Was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly whenever I cook dinner. In a Burl Ives kind of voice. It drives my wife out of the kitchen every time.
I have a mystery snail in my aquarium. He goes around and around, sucking all the algae off the sides. He’s very cute. I like to kiss his snaily mouth through the glass as he goes by.
Just one word change here…let’s see:
“I like to kiss his snaily ass through the glass as he goes by.”
There- that’s better!
I don’t know if I have a secret shame…I don’t have many secrets.
Ummmmm…I don’t floss.
Zette
Sometimes when I shop for groceries, I’ll get a treat just for me and not tell the family about it - I may even eat it in the car before I get home.
But I deserve an occasional treat, right? After all the things I do for them, right??
I like Pauly Shore.
Go ahead hate me.
Duh! His snaily ass is all tucked up under his shell, on the side facing away from me. I can’t reach it.
Otherwise, I probably would.
I like you, Myrnalene. Thanks for taking that well and giving it right back!
Zette
Hey Snail! Zette likes us! <sniff>
I like Barry Manilow.
And Sonny and Cher.
I…
I…
Well, umm…
I’m that guy at all the stoplights in the car next to you, picking his nose.
Oh, for shame!
hides face
I listen to Art Bell via streaming internet audio at work.
For about two years I was convinced that a “Longaberger” was “one who eats deoderant and makes a hobby out of looking up other people’s noses”. Thanks to my brother 
That was a long time ago, I swear…
I think Jar Jar Binks is a hottie!
Okay, just kidding, but I’m one of the few people who liked the character.
Nonny
I like to post to this message board, see, and there’s this forum on it … and it’s called MPSIMS … an’ I get to call myself something COMPLETELY different from my RL name … like Ice Wolf.
Sometimes, I am so ashamed by it all …
Okay, okay, I’m going …
I bought the Olethlings[sup]TM[/sup] both a Carpenters and ABBA greatest hits CD last summer as a prelude to driving to visit my brother. I just couldn’t take the full bore kiddie songs anymore. Now I get to listen to Mama Mia, Super Trouper, Fernando and Money Money Money whenever the kids are in the car. I have only myself to blame.
When nobody was looking, I ate most of the French Silk filling out of a pie.
With my fingers.
Then I put the empty crust back in the fridge.
When MrBodyPoet and the older kids are getting ready for work/school, I get up and do housework. Very industrious.
Then after they all leave, the babies and I go back to bed and nap until lunchtime.
Ahhhh, bliss!
~k
I strangle streetpeople in alleys.
But then again I’m not so ashamed by it as seduced by the power that I feel it instills in me.
i scratch my balls and sniff my fingers. and then i help myself to popcorn.