do you have the same problem hercules supposedly had

[datasuspect]

and find yourself just blurting out whatever comes into your head?

i think i stopped giving a fuck at 12:37 p.m. april 12th, 1987.

[xchrom]

1. sometimes.

i don't like to get too comfortable.

[datasuspect]

2. i don't like it when people are comfortable

i do like it when people are well fed though. if i cook, they must eat.

[xchrom]

6. hmmm -- i love to cook.

my cooking can usually overcome any un-comfortableness my big mouth can sometimes create -- especially when family comes over -- which i HATE.

[petronius]

3. No, my skill is concealing my real thoughts and stabbing my enemies

in the back when they least expect it...

That blurting thing is fine for guys like Hercules, however; they can back up their trash talk.

[datasuspect]

5. my exemplary chiseled butt cheeks

strike fear in the strongest of men and make the maidens swoon, plus i'm one of those scary kinds of people.

when i was heavily drinking, i used to do some fucked up shit. i really should be dead. or at least have gotten into many fights. oh well, i have some bullet wounds and a scar from getting stabbed.

everyday of my life is geared toward erasing whole blocks of memories.

[petronius]

9. There's a subject line you don't see every day!

:rofl:

[MrCoffee]

4. blurting just gets me punched in the head.

unless i'm drunk as a monkey, i just cram it all down into an icy ball of rage in my stomach and let it fester there.

[BarenakedLady]

7. Well now I need to know

Because I'm just a nosy Nelly, what exactly happened at 12:37 pm on April 12, 1987? That was the year I graduated H.S. btw.

Wait, will I regret asking this question?

[datasuspect]

8. it was when the aliens abducted me

and told me they had reached the limits of what anal probing could teach them.

i was crushed.