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Because my Friday night thus far has consisted of posting on forums and posting on forums, I thought I'd contribute to society by making a thread that'll bomb faster than a promise from Zomby to turn up at a gig. u know dis 1.

Gimme a random fact about you that none of us might know about, weird or wonderful, big or small. Make it a fact that's interesting to read, however, because I don't wanna be trouting through 2 pages worth of posts describing how long your nipples erect to when they're tweaked or how many times in your entire life you've ever said the word 'Buttplug'.

My fact story - I went to the doctor about 3 years ago convinced and overcome with paranoia that I may have phimosis, ever since reading about it when I was about 13. After nervously mustering up the courage to actually visit him at 16/17, I walked into the clinic, got out my johnson, and after about 5 seconds of groping it this way and that, the doctor told me to pull my trousers up . I asked wtf, and he said, quite simply, 'You don't have phimosis. You just wash it too often'.
I'm not even shitting you, those were his exact words, and I left the clinic with a red face and damaged pride. I've had cuts, bruises, headaches and bad habits ever since that day, and I've just put up with them because I'm scared that I'll go back to the doctors and he'll recognize me instantly as 'That douche with the dick thing.'

My fact - Basically, I went through my teenage years scared as a motherfucker and being extremely unconfident around girls because I thought I had something wrong with my wang, and it took a probably fake doctor to conclude that their was nothing wrong with it in fact. Paranoia's a tnuc, eh?

I've said 'buttplug' 23 times in my life.

I am rather good at diabolo. Earlier on today i got payed £30 for a 3 minute performance. Knowing most other UK 'diaboloists' i would rank myself in the top 5 in The UK.

DJelements wrote:I've said 'buttplug' 23 times in my life.

Back to the mothership, Captain Predictable.

it wasnt unplugged and i was going to change the fuse and i got shocked

im never doing that again i was stuped a few years ago

About two years ago I went to a warehouse rave in Digbeth until the early hours in the morning. I was drunk and pilled up. Sometimes in such a state I have some cleptomaniac tendancies. Before we made off from the warehouse I stole the headshell from a deck that was lying on the floor at the side of the room, but that was nothing to what was about to follow. Sometime just before dawn, my cousin got in an argument with the owners of the place, there was only one toilet cubicle so he decided to relieve himself in the corridor with all sorts of people about, so after a bit of a row with the people who owned the place we decided to make ourselves scare.

We walked through the early morning streets of Birmingham with all the rest of the dregs of the various clubs and the early morning commuters. We come up to the Selfridges building, the lights are on, and I guess it had just been opened up, but there's no one around. We wonder in, still very smashed and we start fucking around behind the information desk in the main lobby.

I find a wheelchair folded up behind the desk, I guess for emergencies in the shop, so I decide to make off with it. Me and my cousin take turns pretending to be disabled pushing each other all the way to the bus stop. When we get there the stop is filling up with early morning commuters. I'm stuck in the chair as the bus arrives, and to be fair I did look the part, gurning my face off and with the generally deranged look, that I'm sure we've all seen at seven in the morning, with sweated through dirty clotted nasty clothes, long sucked down skin and empty fish eyes.

When the bus stops, my cousin can't get me on board so two buisness men have to stoop down to pick up a wheel each and haul me inside. And I sit slumped hoping to fuck they all bought it as the bus takes us back home.

Best steal ever, you have no idea the comfort and good ergonomics of those things, people sit in them all day. Though I am probably going to hell for this.

I can stay awake for 72 hours straight. and i can sleep for 24 hours straight.

i'm tripping hiiigh right now

I can tie a bowline with one hand.

oh sorry.

this can go on the topic:
http://dubstepforum.com/viewtopic.php?p=1277257#1277257

i can do over a hundred kickups ("keepy-uppies") no problem

I prefer pissing outside.

limb wrote:About two years ago I went to a warehouse rave in Digbeth until the early hours in the morning. I was drunk and pilled up. Sometimes in such a state I have some cleptomaniac tendancies. Before we made off from the warehouse I stole the headshell from a deck that was lying on the floor at the side of the room, but that was nothing to what was about to follow. Sometime just before dawn, my cousin got in an argument with the owners of the place, there was only one toilet cubicle so he decided to relieve himself in the corridor with all sorts of people about, so after a bit of a row with the people who owned the place we decided to make ourselves scare.

We walked through the early morning streets of Birmingham with all the rest of the dregs of the various clubs and the early morning commuters. We come up to the Selfridges building, the lights are on, and I guess it had just been opened up, but there's no one around. We wonder in, still very smashed and we start fucking around behind the information desk in the main lobby.

I find a wheelchair folded up behind the desk, I guess for emergencies in the shop, so I decide to make off with it. Me and my cousin take turns pretending to be disabled pushing each other all the way to the bus stop. When we get there the stop is filling up with early morning commuters. I'm stuck in the chair as the bus arrives, and to be fair I did look the part, gurning my face off and with the generally deranged look, that I'm sure we've all seen at seven in the morning, with sweated through dirty clotted nasty clothes, long sucked down skin and empty fish eyes.

When the bus stops, my cousin can't get me on board so two buisness men have to stoop down to pick up a wheel each and haul me inside. And I sit slumped hoping to fuck they all bought it as the bus takes us back home.

Best steal ever, you have no idea the comfort and good ergonomics of those things, people sit in them all day. Though I am probably going to hell for this.

i imagined the situation and it made me fully piss myself laughing. you legend!

my fact is that i am called joss and so is my girlfriend. what the fuck.

the past 2 times i hooked up with this chick iv been dating she's gotten off & i haven't. bummer.

also, im spending way too much time on here tonite

I got £3,400 compensation for breaking my ankle when I was about 8.

I've had dinner with David Bellamy twice as a kid,my dad's friend was colleague of his at Durham uni zoology dept.Was fairly young at the time but still remember his big booming voice dominating the room.

The second toes on both my feet are longer then most girls fingers. I can pick up and use a wide variety of utensils with my feet. I can also write with my feet. (just need to learn to mix with em now!)

missedthebus wrote:The second toes on both my feet are longer then most girls fingers. I can pick up and use a wide variety of utensils with my feet. I can also write with my feet. (just need to learn to mix with em now!)

4 deck scratch/mashup ftw?

at a party in a field when i was about 16, threw up after too much lager juice, asked mate if he had any tissues to clean myself up, he only had sliced white bread. used that went to bed in a stable woke up the next morning around 5 in the morning to find a group of wreckheads stood around my sick wondering who threw up an intact slice of bread. ahaha

I live next door to lee ryan from the popular boy band blue.