Bodily Oddities An idea challenge
by Whistler P. McManus 183,262 42 03/13/2010 02:24 PM 1100 views
I'd like to hear about yours. Not things that are odd about your personality or your appearance that you could have had some influence over (for example, my uncanny resemblence to Kenny Rogers, which I may have unconsciously cultivated because of my love for roasted poultry), but some innate feature of yourself that you think qualifies as, if not unique, then at least unusual.
For example, I have crooked ear canals. This causes wax to get trapped deep in the ears, and every year or so I have to have them flushed out. I had it done yesterday, and the doctor exclaimed over the "stony concretions" that had formed in my ears. Imagine if you pulled the eraser completely out of a brand new pencil, but it was dark brown and very disgusting looking.
I know, I know.
A. Useless without pics.
B. Should have used it as a sandwich spread.
I was a little disoriented and he ran off with the goods before I could ask to keep them.
Apparently, my skin is allergic to iron. Yes, just my skin. When I am exposed to iron or alloys containing iron for an extended period of time I develop strange bumps around the point of contact.
Also, I can break down and metabolize some medicines at an accelerated rate. My doctor tried giving me an extended release form of adderall that was suppossed to last six hours instead of the usual four, and it only lasted four hours. It was completely worn off after that, even though the doctor said that it should be physically impossible to even dissolve the entire pill that quickly.
I have asymptomatic temperomandibular joint dysfunction on the right side on my jaw. There's no pain (asymptomatic), but whenever i chew something or yawn, a clicking noise can be heard by anybody standing up to 34 feet around me.
I can also force it to produce a loud popping noise by rotating my jaw, which usually disgusts people, which is quite amusing. I even had a woman faint in the elevator once, when I popped my jaw because it felt kinda locked.
Also, whenever I sneeze, I sneeze two or three times in a row. I almost never sneeze just once and that's it. Plus, I don't sneeze from being sick. Only as a photosensitive reaction.
Sometimes when i use eyedrops and later open my eyes i find this slimy thread like thing which i am guessing is dirt.And at the edge of my little pinky finger is a zone insensitive to pain .
Whistler, I actually have the same problem with my ears. I have a yearly flushing.
My other oddity is I'm allergic to all poultry. I cannot eat the meat of chicken, turkey, duck, pheasant or quail. I can eat their eggs and be exposed to their feathers, but can't eat their meat (I've never tried to eat their feathers. I should try that some time). The real hard part about that is a lot of people/restaurants use chicken broth to make non-chicken-based dishes. I am a human poultry detector. If I swell up and start wheezing then you know there was poultry in the dish I just ate.
I didn't have any oddities until about two months ago. Now I have something called Raynaud's Phenomenon.
When I'm exposed to cold, my hands turn white, then blue, then beet red. I like to call it "Patriotic Hands". Sometimes I sing The Star Spangled Banner while it's happening.
I have feet that can really only be described as "reverse monkey feet".
Picture this:
But with the monkey left foot as my right foot and vice-versa.
My toes are ridiculously long, and trait of my dad's family. I have poloc-toe (index toe is bigger than your big toe), a trait of my mom's family. And I'm not really sure wear the "talking-toe" (as it was so adoringly named by an old gymnastics coach of mine) came from, but my pinky toe bends more like a thumb than a toe. And no I will not post pictures.
Truthfully, though, I am knock-kneed, and I walk really fast but don't move forward at a speed that complements this. So when I really book my feet stick out outwards and I look like Frankenstein's monster learned how to walk by just swaying from side to side. I also have pectus, which is a deformation of the ribcage, and a bony knot on the back of my skull. And a musical backbone. I used to pull my shirt up at the dinner table and rub my vertebrae against the wall. It made all kinds of icky cracking noises.
Also, the inside of my nose used to be so sticky that I could pinch it shut with my thumb and forefinger and it would stay pinched shut for several minutes.
I have very sensitive skin. I am completely allergic to nickel, which is usually used as filler in most pieces of jewelry. This makes wearing a watch or a belt, or even jeans with a button, dangerous, but it also means any jewelry I wear has to be at least 75% pure. That's right, 14k gold isn't good enough for me - has to be at least 18k. Sterling silver is ok (usually), and I'll always accept platinum.
So any birthday presents of bondage gear or diamonds better be expensive, damn it!
Hmmmm... Knock-kneed, feet stick out outwards, swaying from side to side, deformation of the ribcage, bony knot on the back of skull, musical backbone...
I used to be able to bend the index finger of my right hand back and touch the back of my hand with it.
I have 3 scars on my stomach from my gallbladder surgery, and a mark on my thigh from where my mom dropped a burning hot potpie there when I was like 5.
I can spread out all of my toes really far apart, just by thinking about it, and make my feet look weird and scary.
I have a long surgical scar on my back and I never had surgery, so I think it came from aliens.
However weird all of this makes me, I do have great tits. They're perky and firm and since I'll prolly never get knocked up, they're going to be awesome FOREVER!
More weird fun: I don't make eye contact when talking to people so I never remember anyone, I have skin tags on my ass, and when I was a kid, I used to pull my dick skin up around the Coleridge head and pinched it on the sides so it looked like an eyeball, and slowly let it pop out.
I can make my eyeballs vibrate really fast. If I look down while squinting really hard and then look up as I open my eyes, the lower eyelids turn outside in, and I look like I have no lower eyelashes.
When I was 20 I idolized Marilyn Manson but didn't have any eyeliner so I got some green food coloring and it got in my eyes and temporarily stained the white part green. My whole goddamn world was shades of green for 3 days. Worse, I had to go to Christmas Mass like that.
After seeing Gummo, I shaved my eyebrows off and drew them on with black sharpie marker. The ink made the new hairs die, so I didn't have eyebrows for about 5 years. Finally, i was able to grow them in until I shaved off the outer half and drew it on with a #2 pencil.
In 2003 I burned my head and brows by getting chemical burns after bleaching and dying my hair the same day. Even now, my hair is thinner in back because of this.
I hear the lantern theme from The Karate Kid Part Frost-ing Two every time my clock's alarm goes off. I am forever damaged by that music.
Oh, and the thread's title is "Bodily Oddities" and I think that last post should be in a thread called "Behavioral Oddities." Such a thread should never see the day of light on this site. It would kill teh funny and scare off any harden psychologist.
I've got an interesting nodule located on the under side of my right thigh. I noticed it a few years back and decided to give it a squeeze.
An interesting string, resembling angel hair pasta, burst forth and twisted itself into a cute twizzler that boasted the fragrance of an Asagio/Pecorino aged cheeez.
I call it Maria the Whore. She's only good once every 2 or 3 months.
(P.S. I'll save it for a few months, then take pics when she's ripe)
Whenever I do arm circles, for some reason it produces a grinding sound/sensation in my collar bone.
I have double jointed hands. After the first knuckle, all my fingers can bend slightly backwards. Like a hitch-hiker's thumb, but for fingers. I can also do a trick with my fingers which is very hard to explain. It is sort of like I force the finger in 1 direction, then force it in the other so it hits the side of a different finger and produces a cracking-like sound, without actually cracking. It is just the sound of 1 finger hitting the next. It freaks most people out, and I've never met anyone else able to do it. I can also keep all my fingers straight, and bend just the last joint.
I also seem to have issues with my shoulders. They frequently pop out of place in a painful manner. It can happen from pretty much anything. I've done it while fencing (not while thrusting, but while dodging and attack), throwing a frisbee, throwing a punch, to even rolling over while sleeping. Typically, my arm basically goes numb for about 5 seconds, then is in pain for the next 2 minutes or so.
It is an exercise. Something you wouldn't know much about. It is meant to stretch out the shoulder muscles. You rotate your arms in a circular fashion.
I don't know how unusual it is but I have crooked pinkies. The bone after the 2nd knuckle veers in towards my thumbs at a 45 degree angle. It's apparently hereditary as my dad and one of my brothers has it. My wife hates it and she was disappointed that 2 of our 3 kids have it too. I just hope that my kids didn't pick up the stupid naggy bitch genes that she and her mother have.
My brother used to have a sunken in breastbone but it was so pronounced they had to shatter it and snap it back into place with a steel bar. It was pretty cool. I mean he thought it sucked but dude, a steel bar. Both he and I have Ehlers-Danlos traits, the breastbone was the most severe of his visible traits whereas I just bend and disjoint in really Frosted up ways. Awesome.
I have very large, very pitted tonsils. I have never had tonsilitis. I do get tonsil stones though and they're awful. I pull them off with my fingers, once at work I noticed one and went to the bathroom to scratch it off and someone walked in with my hand down my throat and was seriously confused/disturbed.
I have really tiny hands. Like, I wear kids gloves. The only time I found adult loves that fit me were in a vintage shop and they were from like the 1930s.
Cyco- My pinkies are the exact same way! I thought I broke them as a child or something but couldnt remember. Thank God I am not the only freak like that! Yay!
I have very large, very pitted tonsils. I have never had tonsilitis. I do get tonsil stones though and they're awful.
I have the same problem. I had my adenoids removed as a kid, and they were supposed to remove my tonsils at the same time, because they are huge, but the doctors literally just forgot.
I do get strep-throat almost on an annual basis though. 2 days after getting my adenoids removed, I got strep throat.
I apparently have the ability to taste alchohol to the exclusion of other flavors. Every alchoholic drink that I've ever tried (several types of beer, several types of wine, and vodka) all taste the same to me. They all have the EXACT SAME flavor. The only thing that all of these drinks have in common is alchohol, so apparently that's the only thing that I'm tasting.
Ironically, despite mixed Scotch-Irish, French, and Italian heritage, I can't stand the taste. On the other hand I never have to worry about hangovers or DUIs.
I have Keratosis Pilaris (though mine doesn't usually get as bad as that picture and I only get it on the backs of my arms and on my thighs). It's like having a little bumpy, slightly red rash all the time. The drier my skin is, the worse it is, but I still forget to lotion up most of the time. My kid inherited it too, poor guy.
I have very waxy ears too. I used to have to use ear drops to soften the wax when I was little, because the doctor could never see far enough down my ear canal to see my ear drum at all.
My legs are slightly bent inwards toward each other at the knees. I had an old boyfriend who used to tease me about having "crooked legs".
My right hip clicks when I walk. It used to be a lot more pronounced. People walking beside me used to be able to hear it every other step. When I got pregnant it stopped completely and now it's very mild, but I'm pretty sure it's going to come back eventually.
I have poor circulation in the lower halves of my legs. Sometimes my legs will fall half asleep and tingle/ache from the knees down for 20-30 minutes or more. It doesn't seem to be triggered by anything in particular. I also can't sit "Indian Style" for more than a few minutes because my legs will fall asleep completely.
I also get bad stomach aches accompanied by a headache, but no migraine medicine has helped me. I have to take Pepto (which only dulls the nausea) and just go lie down until it goes away.
I'm allergic to fresh fruit. But only fresh. I can eat an apple pie with no problem, but a raw apple with send me to the hospital. A few months back, I washed a plate that my daughter had used when she was eating a sliced apple. The juice "burned" my hand. For two weeks, the back of my hand looked like I had been burned with a lighter. It sucked, and apples aren't allowed in the house anymore. Or pears. Or peaches. Or apricots. Nothing but bananas and berries, actually. Those are the only ones that I can handle being around.
Also, I used to have different sized breasts. I know, most women do, but not like mine. I'm talking the right was one a C and the left one was an A. Everything on my right side is larger than the left, but the breasts were the only thing that was a problem. It was hell for me. They evened out after my second kid, but I still carry the emotional scars.
Oh! And my right ear didn't form correctly. It looks fine from far off, but if you look closely you can tell the folds are all wonky.
I also have a heart-shaped uterus. It's really no big deal, but it's kind of cool to say "I have a heart-shaped uterus".
My daughters and I all have the same weird trait - we can flare our nostrils. Kind of pointless, but it's kind of cool. I haven't met anybody else that can do it.
On top of all that, I have a double kidney on my left side. Instead of the normal kidney, it kind of looks like I have two on that side that have fused. You'd think this would be a good thing, but the double kidney doesn't actually function all that well.
But other than all that, I suppose my body is normal. Unless you want to include that fact that my heart-shaped uterus is only able to fully form a kid 2/3 of the time.
I have eczema that is bad at times. Looks like this (but this isn't a photo of my hand, just some random hand with eczema):
Usually effects just my hands unless I get exposed to scented soaps, detergent or anything else scented on another part of my skin. For more of an embarrassing story head on over to the embarrassing truth thread in a few minutes. Eczema by itself is embarrassing when people don't understand what it is.
Aren't you still in your twenties? At that rate, by the time you're my age, you'll be tucking it into your socks.
Close, I just turned 30 a few days ago. However between my job, kids, and utter disregard for my own health, I'll be lucky to make it past 50 so I'm not sweating it.
If I didn't know you played the fife, I'd think you're called Whistler because that's the sound it makes when you swing it around over your head.
I discovered this when we were dating and his balls were on my chin I felt an extra doodad in his scrotal sack. At first I was deeply concerned and recommended he see a proctologist/urologist. He just laughed and explained that he has a third testicle. So do the rest of the men in his family.
As the years went on, I got to examine his uncle and his father. They also have a third testicle. I had a chance to examine his brother, but his brother seemed too creepy-eager. I don't like eager, so I pulled out of that opportunity.
But Christmas is always fun because they tell great "ornamant" stories.
(This was written with my husband's permission. He also wanted me to relay to this "weird" community that if there are any parties in the future, warm handed women are welcome to confirm his polyorchidism...and maybe Whistler.)
Mine are boring and everyone has done them already:
I have Frosted-up ear canals.
I have eczema (in my ears as well as hands and face, mostly).
I have those skin-bumps Kchiki has; they used to only be on my arms and thighs, but now they are on my back, too (and it's hard to reach to put lotion on!)
Some of those bumps morph into permanent, hard bumps--almost like small warts.
I get skin tags on my neck sometimes now that I'm old, but I just cut them off even though my doctor told me not to. Frost her.
I used to have a nice body, but now I have no waist and giant boobs (no I won't show you) and people always think I'm pregnant. I have been exercising lately and watching what I eat, but I seem to be getting fatter.
I have arthitis, so every time I walk my knees crack and pop, and when I do arm circles (yes, I do them too) my shoulders crack. I crack my neck all the time. Sometimes, my jaw is tight and it cracks really loud.
Jesus Christ, is this thread supposed to be funny? Now I'm depressed. Thank God The Biggest Loser is on so I can feel better about myself. Although now so late in the season some of the women are almost my size, so it's kind of depressing too.
My daughters and I all have the same weird trait - we can flare our nostrils. Kind of pointless, but it's kind of cool. I haven't met anybody else that can do it.
I do that as well.
Also, my front teeth are crowns. I fell on the side-walk face first as a kid and cracked my 2 front teeth in half. I've never had a cavity search though.
When I'm tired my right eyelid starts twitching bad, it looks like I have Frost Shakespeare PISS tourette's. If I take any Red Bull (in enema form or otherwise) to combat the fatigue the twitches spread to other parts of my body like my forearm and thigh muscles and fingers. Unfortunately it doesn't affect the one part of the body that might be fun to have involuntary twitching.
I've mentioned it before but I do not have any concious dreams. I've had about 4 or 5 dreams in my whole life that I maybe remembered snippets of upon waking but even those I forgot within 20 minutes after waking up. The only reason I know that I'm dreaming is that I had a sleep study done to check for sleep apnea and I do have REM sleep. Incidentally I had a "breathing event" (as they call it) 31 times per hour (essentially I stopped breathing). No wonder I'm boderline retarded now. This had probably been going on for 5-6 years before I worked up the balls insurance to get tested. It was a real pain too, they hook you up to more wires than a friggin piano
Of course that means thatthis thread was another lameass attempt at a parody thread. BIG called it, I just want to see some boobs. Although, I can't honestly deny that it didn't happen because I have no way of knowing if I actually dreamed it and forgot in the morning.
To continue the ramble, I was diagnosed with 'moderately severe' sleep apnea and now I have to be on a CPAP machine. For those of you not in the know, it's a loud ass machine that pumps pressurized air down your blowhole so your airway stays open. Surprisingly, I hae no problem sleeping with but now my wife's an insomniac.
I was pretty stoked at first because I was convinced that I would actually have an actual dream. After 6 months, there's still nothing. I did however notice a strange side effect. I couldn't stop smiling and kept wanting to break into showtunes. I think my CPAP turned me gay. I didn't want to have to look for a new partner (on top of the fact that I don't want to be the bottom) so I now just sleep 3-4 hours back with the mask on and I'm back to my usual surly, straight self.
about 5 years ago i developed a slightly darker patch of skin on my forehead which makes people think i have recently been in a fight. it has done wonders for my rep. even though my mom thinks i'm only 16, and don't have a rep yet.
I had that sleep study done, too. With all the wires. It was part of a neurological workup that was going to find and treat the root cause of the migraine headaches I've been getting since I was six years old. Every six or eight years my wife convinces me that they've made great advances and I should try again. CAT scan, MRI, sleep study, EEG, full opthalmological workup, allergy testing, and who knows what else for how many tens of thousands of dollars (of insurance money, thankfully) and they discovered nothing. I'm back to extra strength excederin, earplugs and a dark room.
I slept like a log during the sleep study, by the way. And I bet your sleep apnea would improve if you lost a couple hundred pounds, Ivan.
Shell - Please, I'm married with 3 daughters. You cannot kill that which is already dead.
Whistler - The apnea might be a partial cause to my weight gain. I was told that a lack of real sleep can lead to a decreased metabolism and therefore weight gain. I've never been thin, so I'm not going to say that it's the only reason, but since the sleep problems started (about 2004-05) I put on 70 pounds. Since the sleep study, I've lost about 20. Hoo Frost-ing ray for me. However, since I've always been fat, but haven't always had apnea, losing weight probably won't help.
Surprisingly, I have no problem sleeping with but now my wife's an insomniac.
Tell her I can sympathize. My husband has sleep apnea and snores very loudly. He also has lots of bruises from me punching and kicking him throughout the night. Sadly, the hitting doesn't quiet him down any, but it makes me feel good.
I have this problem where if someone is to snap their fingers i suddenly twich and it's not just somthing were my fingers twich. it's my whole body. kinda like a 3 second seizure but without freaking out.
When I lean on my elbow for an extended period of time, I get prolonged numbness (which may last for days) followed by pins and needles down my arm to my fingers, following the exact innervation of my ulnar nerve.
At some point, they gradually pointed back out, like two tiny snails peeking their heads out of their shells.
The craziest thing is I used to be incredibly embarrassed by my vagina-nipples, but I never consciously realized that they had fixed themselves until I read this thread. And it's been, like, ten years.
My brain is weird sometimes. That's my other bodily oddity.
I have red streaks running from the inside corner of both eyes to the irises. This is completely independent of how much sleep I get or of anything else. They're not bloodshot, just red.
my right hip joint is loose (high school football injury). about once a week it pops out of socket. I can usually tell when I get out of bed in the morningafternoonwhenever if its gonna give me trouble, but it has surprised me a few times, the most memorable of which was when I was walking on the sidewalk at the junior college I attend, which has a huge nursing school. just walking along and "WHOP!" fell flat on my face. upwards of 40 nursing students rushed me like lions on a wounded zebra. after getting them to stop taking my pulse, counting my heartbeats and loosening my clothing (regretfully), I canceled the ambulance they had called, and finally managed to explain to them what was wrong. got 10 phone numbers from nurses wanting to check up on me later, and am still (2 years later) somewhat of a campus celebrity. all the pain my hip has and will cause me was paid for that day.
I, too, have keratosis pilaris. It's on the backs of my arms and on my forearms, thighs, butt and a little on my stomach. My dermatologist said mine was one of the worst cases she'd seen in a while.
Unfortunately it's genetic, and I think the lobstah jr is developing it as well.
Also, no matter how hard I try to keep good maintenance on my feet, I consistently have a crusty callus on my heels. Pedicures help, but I have to go every 2 weeks or they come back worse than before.
I can't shave in cold weather, either. when I shave my legs more than once a week in winter, even if I put lotion on them, my skin gets really dry and cracks and bleeds. It sucks majorly.
Oh and I have a small mouth and big teeth. This predicament has caused my teeth to be stacked.
It's very similar to this:
I don't have an overbite or anything, it just makes it really hard to floss and I get contact caries a lot, no matter what I do to try and prevent them. I have to use a prescription toothpaste to strengthen the enamel in my teeth, too, because the water in Florida is not as fluorinated as the water in Texas, and living there for 4 years Frosted up my grill even more than it already was.
One of my arms is shorter than the other, and no matter what I do, I can't seem to get it to move as fast as the long one.
I also yell upon waking up everyday, which sometimes causes me to get slapped, hit, and cussed. I do this everyday without fail, except for rare occasions, like if the person sleeping next to me has an early test or meeting, or can't afford to be late to work anymore. You gotta take it easy on folks when they're stressed out.
I also yell upon waking up everyday, which sometimes causes me to get slapped, hit, and cussed. I do this everyday without fail, except for rare occasions, like if the person sleeping next to me has an early test or meeting, or can't afford to be late to work anymore. You gotta take it easy on folks when they're stressed out.
They are hitting you in an attempt to hit the 'snooze' button.
Taco: My friend has Ehlers-Danlos. She found out in high school when she was having back problems and her x-rays revealed a spine so Frosted up the doctor assumed that she had just been in a car accident.
Cyco- Yeah, I don't care what you say. Your sleep apnea is due to your weight. End of story.
Lobster- In your species, keratosis pilaris is also known as "barnacles." Also, stop spending your money on baby formula and get braces.
As for ME (and let's face it, I'm the only person that matters in this thread): I have plates in my skull from jaw surgery and I can feel screws in my jaw if I poke my finger waaaay up in my mouth. Other than that, I'm perfect. Screw you all.
Cyco- Yeah, I don't care what you say. Your sleep apnea is due to your weight. End of story.
It's pretty obvious you don't care as I never argued that. What I'm saying is that the apnea might be indirectly causing me to balloon from two fiddy to tree fiddy. If you're tired all the time you sure don't Frost-ing feel like doing any physical exercise. All I'd do is sleep and eat.
I'm a lazy piece of Shakespeare too, so that a likely reason why I've become a lot fatter than I usually am.
As a just-turned adult, I used to listen to Jewel's first album. All of the lyrics were affecting, and her delivery on "Adrien" was particularly heartwrenching. But I always noticed that behind the reverb on her voice, you could hear sounds of a small audience. One day I looked in the sleeve cover and realized this had been recorded live. It takes guts to put out a live album at the start of your music career. Jewel will always have my respect.
Her dance album sucked the Cheeto dust off of a bum's fingernails, though.
I tore my ACL a few years ago. You have two choices when they do the surgery to fix it: pig or cadaver. I picked cadaver so little bit of me is already dead.
I have screwed up ears, a knot in my skull, my left eye is 3 colors, and i have what my sister calls "chicken thighs".Not very funny ,and no I will not give out any picture,i kno but I tell you what, u are all just a bunch of weird people and this artical is very funny to read.
Hey Kimbo, it would greatly help your typing skills if you would take off the padded gloves when you type....and if you weren't still brain damaged from when Seth Petruzelli knocked you the Frost out.
Haha your so freaking funny how about you get off this website and make somthing out of yourself, I mean come on you spend more time on here than you do getting fresh air! Oh, and FYI "Kimboslice" is a nickname my friends gave me a while back Because my name is Kimberly. Emerson!
My Name is Kimberly, I am 18, I love to take pictures and I am learning how to become an photographer. Family is really importanat to me and I love my sister and my little niece Alivia. I LOVE to laugh and going out to partys with my girlfriends!!! I am a simple pearson and don't need much to survive. I love camping,going to the snow, Going to tahoe, and I LOVE Santa Cruse! Surfer Girl!
Guh. Don't give me Kimbo such a hard time. I'm She's from Texas California. I She can't help it.
I believe I done seen about everything, when I see a elephant fly. When I hear an 18-year-old Californian girl speak intelligibly, then I'll buy every one of you a pony. Until then, you're out of luck. And, out of a pony.
Oh you all are so funny I forgot to laugh. Yes, I don't always spell every single word right but at least I am not the one with a stick up my ass and dick in my mouth! Did I spell everything right for you sweetheart? Or do I need to translate that all into stupid form for you? Let me know if I am using to big of words for you. Oh, By the way my name is Kimberly, Call me Kimbo or Kimboslice if you wish.
Forget this. Okay, I have spelled everything right, Thanked those of you with a life, and told those who don't to pull the stick out of there ass. So really what more can I do? Nothing. Why? Because I am not as mental as some of you on here.Oh, And yes I am new.
I have a shiver. It's almost like a mini one-second seizure. If I'm cold, if I have to pee or if I'm really full, my whole body convulses for just a second. It's quick but it's fairly obvious.
My Dad does it too, but only after he's eaten. He calls it his "food shiver". I started doing it when I was about 14. In high school, I had a few friends that figured out that I do it when I'm really full after eating. They would wait until I was done eating and then start offering me their food to make me shiver. It's like an involuntary revulsion in physical form. To this day, when I'm done eating, I have to put a napkin over my plate or get rid of whatever food is left in front of me or I'll sit and convulse in my chair every minute or so.
The other day, I was standing in Taco Bell waiting for my food and I had to pee. I shivered at least 2 or 3 times before my food was ready and I could scoot to the restroom. It doesn't bother me (mostly because I can't help it) but I'm sure I get some crazy looks from people when I do it in public.
I have huge wide feet, and the bones are screwed up for my little toes.
Buying shoes and boots is a bitch and sandals are impossible. I feel better about this though because I can make my little toes point almost straight out from my feet. It freaks my kids out.
When they misbehave I threaten to "do the toe thing".
kchikis shiver reminded me of another one of mine: i get an involuntary hiccup after drinking my first sip of a carbonated soda. it's very weird, and very predictable. my mom does it too.
. If I take any Red Bull (in enema form or otherwise) to combat the fatigue the twitches spread to other parts of my body like my forearm and thigh muscles and fingers
I wouldn't worry too much about it, just throw some music on when it happens and pay attention to the beat.
Forget this. Okay, I have spelled everything right, Thanked those of you with a life, and told those who don't to pull the stick out of there ass. So really what more can I do? Nothing. Why? Because I am not as mental as some of you on here.Oh, And yes I am new.
No, no you did not. There is not the same as their, or even they're.
Well, You guys are just little rays of sunshine. Why don't you get of my back about my grammar and spelling. You don't like it thats your problem. Oh, By the way I am pretty sure it was a stick up your ass and a dick in your mouth sweetheart! Frost you all (except for those who were kind) I am going to find a better artical to read!
I'm fat, lazy, I snore like a bitch. I get bad gas, I do runny Shakespeare within 10 minutes if I overeat. I also block the toilet at least once a month. I get Tonsil Stones, hideous big boogers, and sweaty breasts. I sometimes sweat excessively even though I'm cold most of the time. I have a Thyroid condition, I bite the skin round my nails til they bleed. I'm crap at maths, I'm a passive agressive and talk too loudly.
Marmite, here's how your litany looked to us ZuGLive Boys:
I'm fat, lazy, I snore like a bitch. I get bad gas, I do runny Shakespeare within 10 minutes if I overeat. I also block the toilet at least once a month. I get Tonsil Stones, hideous big boogers, and sweatybreasts. I sometimes sweat excessively even though I'm cold most of the time. I have a Thyroid condition, I bite the skin round my nails til they bleed. I'm crap at maths, I'm a passive agressive and talk too loudly
Well, You guys are just little rays of sunshine. Why don't you get of my back about my grammar and spelling.If You don't like it, then thats your problem. Oh, By the way I am pretty sure it was a stick up your ass and a dick in your mouth sweetheart! Frost you all (except for those who were kind) I am going to find a better artical to read!
1. Welcome to ZUG, where the sunshine comes out our ass.
2. No, its fun because you react like this.
3. No, its YOUR problem for when you try to write like that on your McDonald's application you will never get the job.
4. Pics or it didn't happen.
5. Learn to lurk, this is how you are treated here if you act like you do.
6. artical? ITS AT THE TOP OF THE SCREEN! THATS LIKE SPELLING YOUR OWN NAME WRONG!
I'm fat, lazy, I snore like a bitch. I get bad gas, I do runny Shakespeare within 10 minutes if I overeat. I also block the toilet at least once a month. I get Tonsil Stones, hideous big boogers, and sweaty breasts. I sometimes sweat excessively even though I'm cold most of the time. I have a Thyroid condition, I bite the skin round my nails til they bleed. I'm crap at maths, I'm a passive agressive and talk too loudly.
I have a small sebaceous cyst on my right nipple. About once a month I squeeze it and a string of beige goo comes out. It's like my own personal permanent zit. It's great for when you want to pop a zit but don't have any handy. Which for me is about once a month.
After reading a few of your posts, I am having a bit of an existential crisis and need your help to resolve it. It seems that you regard those who agree with you as having a life, and those who don't agree with you (also known as "haters") as not having a life.
Here's the rub: what if I have mixed reactions to your posts? Say, in the morning, I read one of your posts and agree with it. I have a life in that moment! But then I log back on in the afternoon and read another of your posts, and I don't agree with it. At some point in the day I stopped having a life? What if I read another one later that night and agree with it? That means the party started again?
What about all those people out there that haven't read your posts. How is one able to tell whether they have lives or not?
If I understand correctly, everyone who doesn't disagree with kimboslice has a life. Everyone who disagrees at any point has essentially committed suicide, and therefore no longer has a life.
See, Bill, you're presuming that there are quantifiable ways of determining someone's lifeworthiness beyond how it relates to Kimbo Slice. Only Kimbo can determine lifeworthiness, and using any other means to justify your existence is the quickest path to Hatersville.
Since birth I had a pink lump on my chest, just at the bottom of my ribcage on the left side. It looked like a third nipple but without the arealacoffee stainariola areola.
Well I was always embarrassed to take top off, so one day (when I was about 14yrs old) I grabbed it at the base with my fingernails and ripped it clean off. I've never felt pain like it in my life & lost about a pint of blood in the process.
Now I'm 30 and you can barely see the scar.
Job well done.
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