Embarrassing Facts About Yourself

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I am a big ( 6ft 5in ) guy.... who does not like to ride down moving escalators . I will if I absolutely have to, but I try to avoid it. ( up moving escalators? not fond of them, but not as strongly as I dislike down ones.)
Sorry but what’s so bad about that?
 
I'm afraid of looking down from great heights. I still do it, and have often done high work, but my whole body tingles whenever I look down-even if it's on t. v.,.
 
I'm afraid of looking down from great heights. I still do it, and have often done high work, but my whole body tingles whenever I look down-even if it's on t. v.,.
You have a case of Acrophobia......
 
I deliberately look down from high places. The worst time was when I watched that movie about the guy who walked across the world trade center buildings.
 
I look up randomly at people or objects to keep my neck from being strained when working or looking down.
 
True facts:
-- Women do not fart.
-- When a woman farts, it never stinks.
-- When it stinks, RUN!

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I don't part, I just fluff:eek:...on the other hand, he================:rolleyes:
 
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I walked off a picnic table once and broke my foot. Took 5 yea rs or more before it was discovered it was indeed broken
 
I love making lists. Not just “to do” or lists of things to buy, but lists of all sorts of things. I make lists of words I like- I just found a list of gorgeous words yesterday. I make lists of names, lists of different categories (like cities, or colors or car makes).
 
I love making lists. Not just “to do” or lists of things to buy, but lists of all sorts of things. I make lists of words I like- I just found a list of gorgeous words yesterday. I make lists of names, lists of different categories (like cities, or colors or car makes).

Favorite books? :)
 
Favorite books? :)
How did you know? Lol. I’m high tech, now. Nowadays I use GoodReads to list all the books I’ve read and their ratings. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t have a “hit” list, though.
 
I used to make bible lists.
I have a list of all the names in the Bible and their meanings. Pointless, I know. But I guess it gives me the illusion of being organized and getting things accomplished.
 
I want to change my real name to Mordecai... Sounds so strong and powerful but I don't have the "look" to pull it off
LoL
 
I used to like Ruth and Rachel because of the R’s Rebecca is aight but has too many c’s.
 
How did you know? Lol. I’m high tech, now. Nowadays I use GoodReads to list all the books I’ve read and their ratings. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t have a “hit” list, though.

I'm a list person too :o. Names, authors, states I've been in, books...
 
True facts:
-- Women do not fart.
-- When a woman farts, it never stinks.
-- When it stinks, RUN!

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I don't know if this would fall under that category of most embarrassing moment or greatest accomplishment, but, although I do fart indeed...
My farts smell like roses.

Ha! Just kidding. Generally, my farts do not smell and, for the most part, are predominantly hushed-up. So, I make great use of such times when, after lunching on chicken sandwiches, their bouquet is reminiscent to that of chicken coop poop on an august evening. When time and opportunity most accommodates me, I direct the mister to the front of the grocery cart in order to unload (in front of the cashier). Then, maintaining composure upon noting that signal of detection and the mister's consternation that I have placed him in such a spot, I carry on shooting him a slight look of disgust at him for his lack of refinement that is typical of males.