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Mbossa is from Palmy.
I’m not wearing any pants.
Well, we were a little drunk for towel management. (Or to stay on a towel, for that matter.) And also, it would have overcome the towel. Trust me.
There’s nothing about me that’s TMI.
Well, not anymore at least.
I can suck my own nipples.
But I don’t do it unless it’s requested, since it does nothing for me. Unless requested.
Hey, me too!
Sweet! 
As for my TMI:
I’ve swallowed my own ejaculate about three times. (It tasted nice. I can’t blame the wimmens for wanting it so bad. 
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I sleep naked, although I try to minimize it in my dorm room, for my roommate’s benefit. (It feels so natural, though!)
I’ve worn the same jeans since about Thanksgiving. Every day.
I haven’t changed my clothes since Friday. In any way. Except for taking clothes off and putting the same clothes back on.
I once had a thin, wet swab stuck up my penis-hole. It was for 15 extra dollars compensation as part of a study I participated in. Oh GOD the pain! And they asked me to give a urine sample immediately after, and pissing hurt like hell at that time.
I’ve had a cotton swab (in this case, a very long Q-tip) stuck up my anus as part of the same study (yeah, that was just about the hardest-earned check I’ve ever received). Felt surprisingly comfortable. Will consider experimenting with other objects in same orifice when asked/suggested.
Will never, ever, ever, ever, ever allow anyone to ever put anything inside my penis ever again for any reason. EVER. Oh God the pain! (Other people report a full range of responses to same, from “feh, didn’t even notice” to “OMG DEATH DOOM DESTRUCTION”. Guess it’s a highly individual thing.)
This isn’t quite so TMI, but a lot of people wouldn’t admit it: I’ve had six (that I can the different substances in my nose over the course of my lifetime. I enjoyed most of them, although Valium was disappointing.
That’s supposed to be:
I’ve had six (that I can think of)
Missus Case and Little Case are away, and I’m sitting here typing naked, using an empty beer can {one of many} for an ashtray. I love being a guy.
I shit out recognizable pieces of food when my irritable bowel flares up. Most interesting thing so far: mushrooms.
When I have a sinus infection, snot comes out of my tear ducts as I blow my nose.
I too can suck my own nipples.
I often have my husband dob ointment on my bung hole.
I wipe my grandfather’s butt every day. I put a suppository up his ass a couple weeks ago. But I don’t mind. I just want him to be clean, healthy and happy.
I currently have a zit forming on my pubic mound. I’m waiting for it to ripen before I go after it.
I’m gross. And I’m DAMN PROUD OF IT!
I forgot to add:
My apologies to the mods. I’m sure they loathe these threads.
Just don’t mix up the one you take a whizz in with the one you’re drinking.
Yeah…done that.
I have performed minor surgery on myself (removing ingrown toenails, irritating moles) with a really sharp knife.
I had hives for 12 months, all over my body. Yes, even there. Yes, the whole time. No, it wasn’t pleasant.
I guess I’m not really that gross.
I’ve tasted my own ejaculate, a couple times in fact. [size=1](Although never pan fried ) I figure you have to try the merchandise before you can even think of selling it.
…it’s really not that bad.
That’s it for me. 
::worries about being sad at having no TMI features::
I re-wear underwear if I don’t have any clean pairs left.
I look at the TP after wiping. I have no idea why.
:eek:
If you ever pass a kidney stone, think on what you wrote here.
I’ve had sex four times in the last three days.
And I’m probably going to do it some more tonight.
If I vomit, food comes out my nose because I don’t have any tonsils or adenoids. This phenomenon has put me off a few different foods, because you see turkey sausage in a whole new light when rounds of it come out your nose in vomit.
It also hurts a lot. Luckily, it doesn’t happen very often (the vomiting).
The skin of my heels is very dry. I occasionally pull strips of it off and toss them behind the couch (if I happen to be sitting on the couch).
What?? It’s better than leaving them all over the floor to be stepped on, eh?
Just hope I never need to move the couch… :eek: