I just remembered another of these when it came up this morning. I have a great pair of really high spike heels. When I’m waiting to cross the street, I have an almost overwhelming urge to kick out at a car as it goes by and put my heel through the side panel. I know in my mind that this wouldn’t work, but it seems like it would feel so good.
Not an urge, and please understand that I love my furbaby more than anything, and am an extreme animal lover in general. But sometimes, snuggling with my kitty in the dead of night, I get that troubling thought: “I could kill her soo easily.”
Go to a pharmacy and ask about lactase pills, they’re OTC in many countries (in the US I would find them on the shelves, near the vitamins). Don’t thank me, just think of me the next time you have a consequence-free milkshake
Whenever I see someone approaching and ATM or cashier that I’m approaching, I get the urge to hurry and “beat” them to goal. Not because I’m in a hurry, just because it seems like such a silly thing to do. I never do, 'cause I figure most people won’t view it in good fun, but as mean.
They’re often piled up beside the road around here. I always want to drive through them at high speed, scattering them everywhere and making a ton of work for someone.