Something about you that's TMI

I have to run a razor over the tops of the toes once in a while.

I can pee standing up, though I almost never do.

Oh… wow… this was too funny. :smiley:

Why oh WHY do I read these things?! :eek: :: ptooo :: :eek:

I’ve given birth, several times, and while a giant TMI experience in general, it’s not something a lot of people here haven’t experienced, so … I’ll just say, have any of you SEEN a placenta? That is one oogie looking thing, lemme tell ya.

Well, I am now.

I was a volunteer fireman for 18 years, but my sleep habits are no part of that.
This is more of a matter of low-level paranoia, I think. I also don’t camp when I sleep. I get up and move to another room two or three times a night.

This.

Like Dung Beetle, I let my Buddy Cat eat from my plate. I also kiss him on his sweet little kitty lips, yes I do!

He also gets to walk on the table, at least when guests aren’t here.

Actually most of my friends are cat people and they don’t care if Buddy gets on the table and eats from their plates, but he stays away from the table when I have guests.

I know, Buddy Cat is spoiled.

I must say, it’s awesome.

Eating Cheerios gives me the shits. Big time.

I thought of a “better” one- I’ve performed oral sex on a prostitute.

I have a small amount of vitiligo on my penis.

I’m a gay male, and I’ve been having unprotected sex for several months - all with the same HIV-neg guy, and neither of us have any other sex partners, but still…

Not in a demanding or judgmental way: Please don’t do this.

ETA: OH! You’re with one partner. Sorry, I misread it, and thought you meant you had a small group of guys you slept with. Okay, then, carry on.

From the wiki: “Vitiligo is associated with autoimmune and inflammatory diseases”

If I was you, I would be flipping the fuck out. I don’t think there’s anything I could tell you that you don’t already know, but… damn man. That sounds scary as hell. Maybe you should get checked out for HIV just in case?

My TMI? I’ll get back to you.

I let my dog kiss me on the mouth.

I have hair that grows right above my upper lip. It’s not a lot, and you can’t see it unless you’re very close to it, but it’s there. It’s very fine and light, and I believe it’s called vellus hair. Yes, I do shave it off.

I’ve also got the same fine hair on my boobs and stomach.

I’ll go for weeks without doing any laundry and wear the same pants every day.

The people in my house all go to the bathroom with the door open, and will have conversations while one person is sitting on the john. We’re all family, but still.

Ok, I think I’m done.

Just to clarify, I’ve had the vitilgo for several years now, and did have it checked out when it first appeared, and the doctor said I was fine. I’ve only been “seeing” this guy for less than three months. I tested negative as recently as the beginning of this month. But yes, I did just this weekend in fact have a frank discussion with the man in question, and he agreed we’ll be baggin’ it in the future.

Discussed your franks then did you?

I get them too now and again. Did you know that a lot of infected belly buttons are yeast infections? And trying to use neosporin on it just makes it worse? You cure it with the same stuff as a vaginal yeast infection.

On with the TMI… I hate it when well-meaning old ladies try to be creative and call my hair “strawberry blonde” instead of red. It’s not strawberry blonde by any stretch of the imagination. I feel like dropping my pants and showing them what strawberry blonde really looks like, but decorum and wanting to avoid public nudity charges keep me from really doing it.

Speaking of pubic hair, it’s supposed to be curly, isn’t it? There’s that whole “got them by the short and curlies” expression and all that. Why is mine straight? Not perfectly straight mind you (think of a 5-year-old’s rendition of a straight line) but much straighter than the hair on my head…I suppose actual curliness would make bathing suits more difficult, so I don’t mind it.

I did, last week. And the story did not have a happy ending.

Actually, my former wife had very straight public hair. I don’t think it’s uncommon.

Your wife is umm… very progressive :wink:


The day is mine! I shall hold back no longer. Nay, in this thread I shall power-up to reveal my true form. ::evil laugh:: Hold onto something, because this shit just might blow you away:

But seriously, don’t read this unless you want to know more about my private privates than even some of my ex-GFs. For those of who you follow me from home, there is some stuff below that I haven’t revealed elsewhere on the dope…

[spoiler]I fart when I’m very nervous. They are of the silent yet deadly variety. They reek horrendously. On a scale of 1 to 10, where 1 is lilacs and 10 is gangrenous rectum juice, it would be over 9000. The worst thing about it is that when people notice the fart odor, I just get even more nervous. It’s a very stinky cycle :frowning:

I suspect I have hemorrhoids, because lately I’ve had the worst pruritus ani. No, I don’t scratch myself with kitchen utensils lol. Also, I suspect I have a polyp or something down there, but I’m too embarrassed to go to the doctor.

To make matters even worse, my left nut has a bump on it. The bump has been there for ages, but after reading that testicle cancer affects men ages 25-29, I’m going to bite the bulllet and get it checked out soon.

My right earlobe has a tiny cyst on it that occasionally gets infected and grows to about the size of a marble. That’s the fun part though, because when popped the pus usually shoots across the room! I have the same kind of cyst on my tailbone (yes my nether regions are apparently greatly blessed. At least I have seven inches of fun to compensate.)

On the plus side of things, I am highly orgasmic. By that I mean that I can orgasm very easily. Five in one hour is no sweat. Just last night I think I did 8 in 90 minutes and I wasn’t trying very hard. Honestly after a certain point the orgasms just start to hurt. Oh, also if I wait long enough before the first one, the 2nd and 3rd will have no refractory period, no loss of erection. So far with a partner it’s a different story, but I have full confidence that with more practice I can replicate these techniques with a partner as well :cool:

And of course, the cous de gracy, (for the few people who haven’t heard yet) I once buttfucked myself with a ladle. Before you ask, it was handle end. It was part of a whole little phase I had with anal exploration. Good times. Well, that’s all folks. Thank you and goodnight.[/spoiler]