Sometimes when I’m bored, and I also feel wet bowel movements, I will play this little “game” where I will exert force like I’m taking a crap, but not quite enough to let loose. It’s an interesting little “game” where I try to push as hard as I can without doing it too hard. I guess it just keeps me preoccupied.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who does this.
Sometimes, when I have to shit, I like to get as close as I can to letting the shit go without actually doing it. I can’t believe nobody’s ever thought of this before.
When I’m at a red light at an intersection and there is a car next to me on the turning lane using it as a passing lane, I’ll accelerate to his speed and stay by his side. If he slows down, I’ll slow down with him so that a car behind me can catch up and we can get the offender stuck behind the parked cars across the intersection.
It’s always a BMW 3-series or Audi A4 driver who think he’s the balla’ shot-calla’, king of the streets.
If they catch up to me and make angry gestures, I smile back and blow them prison kisses.
I get a lot of pleasure from this.
I live in Los Angeles, by the way. You know how it is.
At work on the phone I like to play the awkward silence game. Any time there’s an awkward silence I’ll keep it up to see how long before the other person cracks and says something.
I throw away my parents silverware, 1 piece per day, until they say something like, “where the fuck did all my knives go!?!?!”. Then the game is over.
My high score is 15 days without a reaction.
My fun little game is ruining everything. FUCKING WHOOPS
I also like to punch myself in the [S]nuts[/S] head until I black out, and keep track of how many hits it takes. The longest I’ve gone is Eleventy-Ouch, My Skull Blubbblublblub