TMI Tuesday #11

  1. Do you go out of your way to be nice?

Not nice exactly, but I do present my best self as much as possible and I do make a habit of genuinely appreciating people.

  1. Some time ago people were buried with items they would need in the afterlife, what would you want buried with you, so you could use it in the afterlife?

A flashlight, a compact shovel, and box full of brains. Flashlight because it gets dark in that little coffin I have, a compact shovel to dig myself out and a box full of brains just in case the afterlife means I’d get to be resurrected as a zombie. The only afterlife I see is when it turns out I’m not dead at all or I get to become one of the creatures of the night.

  1. What social stigma does society need to get over?

Got no idea, I’m not in business of changing people’s mind and society just must figure out what is wrong by itself.

  1. When was the last time you told someone “I told you so.”?

I can’t remember exactly, but I’d probably said something like that to my previous relationship.

  1. When was the last time you were snooping, and found something you wish you hadn’t? What did you find?

I saw this car at the parking lot, I knew it was my ex’s car and tried to say “Hi” somehow. Turns out she was with her new boyfriend, so I wish I did get the urge to say “Hi” the time.

Bonus: What small seemingly insignificant thing did your parents or someone else say when you were a child that has stuck with you all this time?

Not as a child, but as a teenager. My uncle used to say, “Don’t take a shit right in your own backyard, it will definitely stink”. The saying stuck in my head and just recently found out what it exactly means.

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      1. my kids think old people are funny and used to repeat some overheard lines till i told them not to, some were pretty rude. i think like you they thought it was a joke too, till the reality hit them

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  1. Hmm, nothing about I told you so, I do love the dance that goes with it, however, in this case, the girl in the car should have, however, tried much harder to be a wife. Perhaps she knew she had no business being in a relationship that she could not value. I am so very sorry for what occurred lovely one things like that I myself have gone through not so much in a car a lounge room of my own home…. so yes, indeed you did the right thing.. now, what about that submissive what are you going to do about that little wonder? think hard hun, she may be the ticket to your problem ;] Submissives are delightful well those ones that have a heart and soul… dont look and search they appear like unicorns..

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    1. The girl in the car and the submissive is the same person…
      Hehehe, we broke up, had post break up sex, left me hanging, then surprise! She moved.
      So I did the same.

      Waiting really does rob your of your clarity.

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      1. That Rob is a nutter…… joking…. it does… submissive hey, dang, oh, well, part of being one is actually understanding that there are many levels of submission which are also understanding, what that means… still I am very sorry for what she did to your family and you… nothing more horrid than being slapped in the wrong area lovely…. its a journey that I do recall many moons ago… how my own self felt when I found out myself… in the lounge room with the candle stick…. guilty and I left… him to his own candle stick … i have many stories that I would prefer to not remember… and I do not tell that one…until now.. xxxx

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