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I can't help myself, but I randomly start singing Chain Of Fools by Aretha Franklin. That song is ALWAYS on my mind, at every second of the day. I have no clue why it is either. I never get sick of that song no matter what. I could be at work telling children about turtles and the speech could end up going into "chain chain chaaaaain, chain of fooools". Anyone else share a similar habit?

It happens to me with Lynyrd Skynyrd's FreeBird. :p

Yes, it does.

You shouldnt be allowed near children.

;) :D

Hahahahaahahaha

Yes, I do that more often than I'd like. But I'm certified (insane that is) so I have an excuse.

Here are some of the things I have to edit from my speech:

(I have NO idea why these phrases keep popping up in my head, but when I'm manic, they DO)

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A thousand paper doilies!

Salad is the root of all evil.

Doot doooo do doot dooo dooo. \LA LALALA LA LA LA LALAL!! \dooot do do doot<----- endless stream of nonsense song

So there I was, fucking the skull of baby jesus while the "virgin" mary gave me a rim job......(with many variables...sometimes continuing for 10 minutes)

Welcome to the Hotel California...blah blah, forget the words.
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These aren't "voices in my head." Its just excess energy and some misfiring neurons, caused by a chemical imbalance. But its gotten me into deep shit in the past. When I'm manic, my brain can't edit my words and thoughts quick enough. Blah.

So if you think you have problems....it could be MUCH worse, trust me.

I post almost exclusively in General--blurting out inappropriate things is like a part of daily life. :D

douchebag, tampon, doo doo, mooseknuckle.

Yes, I do on occasion.

But I think of _radically_ inappropriate things I could say/do, and have to convince myself not to do them. I think it's rebellion from inside me for obeying too many rules. :D

Other than just cursing....no

So there I was, fucking the skull of baby jesus while the "virgin" mary gave me a rim job......(with many variables...sometimes continuing for 10 minutes)

lol now i know where you got that idea from :p


me, no not really. [/boring answer]

Yep, did it this morning at breakfast: instead of saying "Could you pass the butter, dear?", it came out as "You've ruined my life you rotten bitch".

Codependence: :eek:

Me, I can be amazingly good at saying 'yes' at the wrong time.

It's amazingly funny when it does happen.

I can't help myself, but randomly I start saying "ten dollars!"

Some time I park in handicapped spaces
While handicapped people make handicapped faces

A LOT of times I just blurt out crazy and random Dennis Leary shit.

Sometimes. Especially when in a situation I really dislike and have no way of getting out of. I struggle hard to stop myself from saying the first thing that comes into my mind, but sometimes it just forces its way out.

Like today and yesterday. I was told by my principal last Friday that the school was holding a 2 day workshop and I had to attend. So along I toddle, expecting maybe just meetings and preparation for school starting next week. Instead it was one of those god-awful Tony Robbinseque 'Positive affirmation' courses where you get to clap and singalong and dance and generally do lots of really irritating things apparently designed to make you feel good about yourself.
I feel perfectly happy about myself already, thank you very much. So you can jolly well fuck right off. In fact that'll make me feel even better about myself.

So there I am trapped in a nightmare hellish Tony Robbins video, but run by a mad (yellow) smurf like woman on methamphetamines.
No, to tell the truth. Not smurf. from the profile, more like Toad from 'Wind in the Willows'.
To make it even worse, the entire two day course was held exclusively in Cantonese.
I'm not making this up.

I had to endure 2 days of happy-clappy-singalongs in a language I don't understand one word of (other than 'hello' and thank you').

And then I'm given the microphone and asked (in Cantonese of course, but another teacher was very nice and actually translated for me what was said) what it is I want to get from this course. The only thing that came to mind and refused to leave was:
"My two days back".
Ohhh, did I get a frosty stare from the principal.
Then today I get handed the microphone again and this time asked how I feel:
"Sleepy" (cue another frosty glare from the principal).
Oh, right. You expected me to say how much I've enjoyed being confused, annoyed, frustrated and generally pissed off about wasting my time sitting for 18 hours over 2 days listening to people talk in a language I don't and not know what the hell's going on.


One thing about these positive workshops that's always intrigued me. Why the hell do they always make you try juggling? Every single workshop I've been to/heard of has juggling included. How do they come to the conclusion that having the entire staff from your work laugh at you over your complete lack of co-ordination and inability to juggle is good for your self-esteem and positive thinking? I tried for 2 fucking days and those sodding balls wanted to be nowhere else but the floor. Certainly made me feel good about myself. :rolleyes:

i'm constantly repressing the urge to say these things, i'm good at it as well, except occasionaly when it slips out

I SEE NOT YOUR BALLISTICS CANNON!

People are usually pretty puzzled by that one.

in the middle of unprotected sex, i blurted out "I HAVE HERPES"



....and she seemed to get real upset.

in the middle of unprotected sex, i blurted out "I HAVE HERPES"



....and she seemed to get real upset.

I prefer to say, "Do you have AIDS?"

"No."

"Well, you do now!"

Hahahahaha!

Totally. All the time. And it's nearly always a song.

One time, while stoned, we were sitting outside, and I say "sometimes not the words I mean come out" My friend Jana thought it was the funnyest thing, she said it was like theripy or something.


Some things I shout out:

"It is because God hates you that you are hit!"

"JUICE!!"

And some other stuff.....I lost intrest in the middle of typeing, sorry....yea.


::goes away to do nothing::

fuck it

I can't help myself, but I randomly start singing Chain Of Fools by Aretha Franklin. That song is ALWAYS on my mind, at every second of the day. I have no clue why it is either. I never get sick of that song no matter what. I could be at work telling children about turtles and the speech could end up going into "chain chain chaaaaain, chain of fooools". Anyone else share a similar habit?
That is weird.

in the middle of unprotected sex, i blurted out "I HAVE HERPES"



....and she seemed to get real upset.

Ah rodeo sex. The sport of kings

When I was younge I would just say random things, generally self depricating and nonsensical. One of the best ones was when I blurted out "I'm gay!" at a church picnic (I was 6, or summat similar), and then later on (7ish) I announced, "Satan loved you!" in Sunday School (I actually meant to say Jesus, however, I had spent the whole morning day dreaming about demons invading the church and doing the requisite looting/murdering. To my credit, it isn't as bad as that because the demons were dispersed by the Pastor and a few other church member's Jesus Magic). As a result I was black balled and my mother spent about 20 minutes speaking to various church leaders about her "Satan Child".
I got control over my inadvertant speaking, and over compensated, and so I was unable to hold a conversation with anyone through my middle/high school years.

only when im stoned
like right now



anyone catch the joke? :p

only when im stoned
like right now



anyone catch the joke? :p
People are throwing rocks at you, and you're desperate cries for help over the Internet are free to a wide array of hilarious interpretations? That is quite a joke that would no doubt lead to wacky hijinx involving several other messages that are meant one way being differently interpreted; until you eventually die of internal hemmoraging after a half hour. Then the credits will roll.

Dude, I love the sig

I tend to abuse small children during my lessons in the library. No matter where the teacher is I have to do it. My friends think I'm strange. I think I'm just eccentric.