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Worst morally depraved you've done, regret, and got away with (pg. 2)
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| Upper decking friends, family members and neighbors toilets. |
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| Psy-T |
i stole money from my mom in my teen years, very often.
i don't regret it at all, but i will pay her back if i'll ever be financially successful. |
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| Lira |
Sometime back in 2002, I met this really really fit girl in a trip to Goiânia. She was really nice, spoke French and whatnot. We danced together for hours, and being rather slow, I just asked her out for lunch the next day. Turns out I got drunk, stayed up until late, and woke up way past lunch time.
That's when I learnt alcohol should be drunk only in ceremonial occasions.
| quote: | Originally posted by barbina
I don't believe in regret. |
I do. If you're confronted with a decision in which you must choose whether or not do something, I believe we're going to regret it either way. |
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| Psy-T |
| quote: | Originally posted by Lira
I do. If you're confronted with a decision in which you must choose whether or not do something, I believe we're going to regret it either way. |
i think that would require a large simplification of the word regret. :p |
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| Omega_Blue |
| quote: | Originally posted by Psy-T
i stole money from my mom in my teen years, very often.
i don't regret it at all, but i will pay her back if i'll ever be financially successful. |
man, how much money was it? i would pay her back regardless on how financially successful you are
anyway, one thing i regret, but only slightly- there was a quiz competition for a little school gathering last semester. i'm good friends with the guy who devised all the questions so i knew the answers before the questions were asked. i won first place ($100), split it with him 50/50, and we went to the casino. still kinda feel bad for the people that actually studied, and still lost.
also, i often steal bottles of sriracha sauce from noodles n company. but i don't regret that, i <3 that nigga |
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| Lira |
| quote: | Originally posted by Psy-T
i think that would require a large simplification of the word regret. :p |
Regrettably, it's so easy to regret, that I don't think you can change the meaning of the word regret that easily. At least, not without possibly regretting it in the future :D |
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| jonSun |
| My ex gf & i were ing around on her couch. While i got my hand down her pants the door upstairs opens up. She jumps off me & we act like everything normal. It was her 7 year old son waking up. Her son asks for a glass of milk so his mom walks into the kitchen to get him some milk. In the meantime her kid sits down on the couch next to me & watches tv, so i asked him to smell my finger & he did. Then he said ewwwwwwww |
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| leebates1986 |
| quote: | Originally posted by jonSun
My ex gf & i were ing around on her couch. While i got my hand down her pants the door upstairs opens up. She jumps off me & we act like everything normal. It was her 7 year old son waking up. Her son asks for a glass of milk so his mom walks into the kitchen to get him some milk. In the meantime her kid sits down on the couch next to me & watches tv, so i asked him to smell my finger & he did. Then he said ewwwwwwww |
that's terrible :stongue: |
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| Omega_Blue |
| quote: | Originally posted by jonSun
My ex gf & i were ing around on her couch. While i got my hand down her pants the door upstairs opens up. She jumps off me & we act like everything normal. It was her 7 year old son waking up. Her son asks for a glass of milk so his mom walks into the kitchen to get him some milk. In the meantime her kid sits down on the couch next to me & watches tv, so i asked him to smell my finger & he did. Then he said ewwwwwwww |
no way, you sick bastard :stongue: |
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| tubularbills |
| no regrets. just living and learning from mistakes is all :) |
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| wotyzoid |
| quote: | Originally posted by jonSun
My ex gf & i were ing around on her couch. While i got my hand down her pants the door upstairs opens up. She jumps off me & we act like everything normal. It was her 7 year old son waking up. Her son asks for a glass of milk so his mom walks into the kitchen to get him some milk. In the meantime her kid sits down on the couch next to me & watches tv, so i asked him to smell my finger & he did. Then he said ewwwwwwww |
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Worst thing I can remember right now is when I was about 7 or 8 I for some reason came home with a black eye. I don't remember how I got it but it was definitely not because of a fight. So my mom flipped and asked "where'd you get that?" like any mother would and for some strange reason I decided to go along with it. So my mom calls the school and the next day my teacher takes me from room to room asking me to point out who it was. I get to one of the older grades and just pick a kid out of the random. I don't know what happened to him. |
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