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Hey I've noticed that there are some things that everyone has done before. Without exception. I mean aside from breathing, eating, sleeping and the like. I'll start the ball rolling.

You know when you bite into a sandwich or burger and chew off a bit of wrapping paper with it?

I wonder if we can learn something about human nature from this "lowest common denominator" exercise. :)

Everyone picks their nose, don´t they?










and then sometimes eats the boogers?



*runs away in shame*

You know when you bite into a sandwich or burger and chew off a bit of wrapping paper with it?

...never done that. For two reasons:

a) i'm vegetarian. Very little burger eating.

b) even if I did, i'd take the wrapper off first...

Everyone picks their nose, don´t they?










and then sometimes eats the boogers?



*runs away in shame*How about stuffing them back in for later so they can harden and collect some crunchiness?

Lou: Double or nothing he eats it. - Caddyshack

You know when you bite into a sandwich or burger and chew off a bit of wrapping paper with it?
nope never done that.

have masturbated though. i think the lowest common denominator of humanity will definitely be sex-based *nods* :P

You mean like, sniffing everyone else's butt first and then sniffing my own afterwards, to make sure my mind doesn't forget the difference?

BTW, ever hear that story about dogs going to war?

Has everyone walked somewhere on an errand, forgot what it was about, and have to backtrack until you recall why you were there?

You mean like, sniffing everyone else's butt first and then sniffing my own afterwards, to make sure my mind doesn't forget the difference?

BTW, ever hear that story about dogs going to war?

Pray tell.

Has everyone walked somewhere on an errand, forgot what it was about, and have to backtrack until you recall why you were there?

Yes, all the time :rolleyes:

Has everyone walked somewhere on an errand, forgot what it was about, and have to backtrack until you recall why you were there?
yes, especially if its my own errand... "why the fuck did i come in the kitchen again? :confused: "

and also, staring into the fridge for hours in the hope some more interesting food might magically materialise into my gob :P

Pray tell.
It's hand-in-hand (paw) with the "getting your arses handed to you).
So in the ol' days, they would have their clans (being territorial and all) and when they were done with the days' activities, they'd gather in the alehouse (or whatever septic beverage they enjoyed at the time) and hang their armour on the walls, leaving their arses up on the walls so they could commune with each other in mutual non-combative respect. The different warriors had different distinct scents, for rank and such. One day, though, some jackals made their way to the alehouse and caught the clan unawares, and they all had to scurry back into their armour. Being as harried as it was, there wasn't enough time to discern whose arse was who, and arses flew all over the place as the siege began. A few arses were kicked in the battle, some lost, some plowed, some buried by the onslaught of war. And ever since dogs have been sniffing to determine if the other dog is wearing their arse or not, as well as kinship.

Tear to the eye, m'thinks.

Has everyone walked somewhere on an errand, forgot what it was about, and have to backtrack until you recall why you were there?
A step further, i've even forgotten why i was backtracking as i was doing it.

Everyone picks their nose, don´t they?










and then sometimes eats the boogers?



*runs away in shame*

Well me... I... I sometimes roll up the boogers such that they don't stick so much. So that I can flick 'em. Oh, and boy can they fly.

nope never done that.

have masturbated though. i think the lowest common denominator of humanity will definitely be sex-based *nods* :P
One of the true facts of life there are two kind of liars,those who say they quit and those who say they never did

Yes, all the time :rolleyes:

Oh and sometimes when I shower, I get so engrossed with my thoughts that I would reach for my towel and realise that I'm not sure if I actually showered.

If I am lucky then there is soap sud or shampoo froth that indicates that I showered. If not I'll shower all over again, this time "ensuring" that I remembered.

It's hand-in-hand (paw) with the "getting your arses handed to you).
So in the ol' days, they would have their clans (being territorial and all) and when they were done with the days' activities, they'd gather in the alehouse (or whatever septic beverage they enjoyed at the time) and hang their armour on the walls, leaving their arses up on the walls so they could commune with each other in mutual non-combative respect. The different warriors had different distinct scents, for rank and such. One day, though, some jackals made their way to the alehouse and caught the clan unawares, and they all had to scurry back into their armour. Being as harried as it was, there wasn't enough time to discern whose arse was who, and arses flew all over the place as the siege began. A few arses were kicked in the battle, some lost, some plowed, some buried by the onslaught of war. And ever since dogs have been sniffing to determine if the other dog is wearing their arse or not, as well as kinship.

Tear to the eye, m'thinks.

Dogs wearing arses remind me of poodles wearing their fur puffs as though they were clothes. :D

One of the true facts of life there are two kind of liars,those who say they quit and those who say they never did

What about those who say they never did quit? :D

"Excuse me while I comfy myself."

Oh and sometimes when I shower, I get so engrossed with my thoughts that I would reach for my towel and realise that I'm not sure if I actually showered.

If I am lucky then there is soap sud or shampoo froth that indicates that I showered. If not I'll shower all over again, this time "ensuring" that I remembered.

Yeah, when I'm on antibiotics I can never remember if I've already taken them or not..

Have people woken up and found that the blood circulation to their arm/leg was cut off for so long that the limb just flops over dead? And when the sensation starts coming back, the stinging throbbing pain is so bad that you have to shift the offending limb carefully back into position amid "Ows!".

Everyone picks their nose, don´t they?










and then sometimes eats the boogers?



*runs away in shame*


I have often picked my nose but have never eaten the recovered boogers.

Indeed. I find that act disgusting and I also find it very frustrating that 'pickers' are usually deemed 'eaters' too.

MASTICATION!!!

Great word that :D
(and no...its not a typo ;))

I have often picked my nose but have never eaten the recovered boogers.

Indeed. I find that act disgusting and I also find it very frustrating that 'pickers' are usually deemed 'eaters' too.
Although the picking can result in a few funny situations - like taking the runny nugget and smearing it on available door handles - sometimes a probe isn't needed so much as a quick expulsion of air out one nostril while simultaneously blocking the other one. Targeting, et cetera.

MASTICATION!!!

Great word that :D
(and no...its not a typo ;))
Mandibular edification.


Oh, and as Fascist Dominion put it,
eschew obfuscation. :D