Childhood Ambitions
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
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message in a bottle
I remember back in the days of myself being a moody likkle teenage swine writing down the following then hurling it into the Irish sea in a Budweiser bottle..
'When I am 27, I want to be in love with someone who loves me for who I am. I want to know the secret to life and happyness and be content with my existance and my purpose here'
There was a closet emo in me screaming to get out with hindsight.
Don't ask me why I chose 27 but with 722 days left to go, I'm nowhere fucking near any of it.
( , Fri 30 Mar 2007, 12:31, Reply)
I remember back in the days of myself being a moody likkle teenage swine writing down the following then hurling it into the Irish sea in a Budweiser bottle..
'When I am 27, I want to be in love with someone who loves me for who I am. I want to know the secret to life and happyness and be content with my existance and my purpose here'
There was a closet emo in me screaming to get out with hindsight.
Don't ask me why I chose 27 but with 722 days left to go, I'm nowhere fucking near any of it.
( , Fri 30 Mar 2007, 12:31, Reply)
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