Well, Bert.
You've made me give this some serious thought and my conclusion is....Randomness. OT seems to have deflated to the point where there is very little variety in the posts. Most days tend to be HSH (sounds like mates chatting at the water point without anything interesting happening) with a few additions. I remember when OT was a refuge from the shite QOTW where the disaffected could ramble on and discuss matters of great or no import. But the emphasis was on discussion and, as I see it, randomness.

So, last night I was indulging myself in a pastime that I haven't enjoyed in a while. The feeling as the creamy fluid is ejaculated over the mirror is without compare. I'd forgotten how good the relief is once the pressure is released. Yes, plooking zits. Marvellous. What do you miss from your teenage years?
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 7 Apr 2009, 9:42, 24 replies, latest was 17 years ago)

Showering with teenage boys

( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 9:43, Reply)

I miss not having to worry about anything
other than where my drugs were coming from, whether I had enough fuel to get home, and how I could get whichever girl it was at the time to sleep with me.

Basically, things having no consequences. I was jammy enough to basically not have to do any work when I was at school and still get above average grades, so my teen years were pretty much a breeze.

apart from being a fat bastard with long hair. who got called meatloaf...
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 9:45, Reply)

Hmm
the random nights out in my car, driving around pimpin' it up like all those stereotypical gangstas. Well, without the gangland shootings, drug abuse and prostitutions.
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 9:52, Reply)

I used to piss
with more ferocity. Age, I suppose. Yes, that's it: I miss that when I didn't maintain my health then, nothing bad happened. Nowadays, even just a few years on, various aches, pains and lumps of fat appear throughout me even for something as simple as sleeping in an awkward position. Currently I'm nursing all sorts of back and shoulder pains from moving last week, and I don't seem to be able to wake up after a tiring few days. Bet I could if I was a teenager. Bah.
(Land of Green Ginger It's dreamy weather, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:02, Reply)

Schoolgirls
and not being a paedo.
(TheColonel, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:05, Reply)

finding EVERYTHING arousing
and generally being a festering stew of hormones.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:05, Reply)

:(
This has made me sad! I miss not giving a shit about anything. Now there's mortgages, jobs, bills, etc.

Life should definitely go in reverse. You get younger and younger until you disappear up yer mam's fadge.
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:06, Reply)

It has taken me
A year to get over my Sciatica. And if I slouch at work or when on holiday then it comes back with a vengeance.

I now face the rest of my life cursed with being unable to slouch for any period of time and having to do execise regularly. Or Sciatica will eat my face.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:06, Reply)

I vote
for letting it eat your face! But pictures, or it didn't happen
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:08, Reply)

Oh yes
and as a teenage boy I'm pretty sure I would have an erection at least 99% of the time.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:09, Reply)

I miss
Innocence; not knowing real emotional pain; stupidity.

Oh, I'm still really stupid, but now I *know* that I am. Before, I didn't know it.
( I_Was_Mordred, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:18, Reply)

I miss nothing from my teenage years.
I was miserable, awkward, shy and hated school.

My twenties were a blast however.
( girlinthehole, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:19, Reply)

Mr Apeface
My face is of such outstanding beauty it would be a national disaster if it were to be lost forever.

Please spread bear bile on my face
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:19, Reply)

Understood, Dirty weeker
but I'm a lady b3tan.

More randomness - what is it about my posts that makes everyone think I'm a man?
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:21, Reply)

Do girls call themselves by the moniker of
Apeface?

And what is a cherub?

This creativity can only be the work of a man. Probably typing frantically with one hand, while the other buffers his glistening 8inch diameter man-piece with Brasso.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:24, Reply)

LOADS of things
1) The Free Festival season - a great festival with bands and a great vibe, thrillingly 'outlaw' when you're a middle class sixteen year old - pretty much every weekend of the summer, for NOTHING
2) The ability to take industrial quantities of LSD without a care in the world
3) The feeling that life was all to come and the associated freedom and lack of responsibility
4) The safety net of the parental home (still kind of there for me now but somewhat lame to need at 35, not that I've had to yet, but this year could be the one)
5) The blissful ignorance of bill paying and the real cost of living
6) The blissful ignorance of just how horrible some people are
7) In those days my mum wasn't a lesbian (actually I genuinely don't really mind that), my sister wasn't HIV positive (I really fucking DO mind that) and I wasn't wrestling on a daily basis with the most hateful and cruel woman I've ever met, the mother of my kid.

Christ I'm depressed.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:28, Reply)

Cripes Peeps!!
I just did that as a bit of light-heartedness. Looks like I've tapped into the post-QOTW angst bigtime.

Apart from Zit plooking I miss most of the mates I had at that time. Quite a few have shuffled off the mortal coil and others just shuffled off. Now I have 4 or 5 good mates and a raft of acquaintances. I'm getting old, and I don't mean in a temporal sense. Fucksticks.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:35, Reply)

I'm lucky
I still see almost all my good friends from my teens in a regular basis. I'm in a band with one. 3 others live about 6 doors away, and the rest not much further than that.

makes staying young easier
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:38, Reply)

passion, improvisation, adventure
Being an adult is grand cos I know how to get my kicks most efficiently but I miss the above things - things are pretty regimented nowadays.

rafter
baz
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:39, Reply)

One of my teenage friends
was found dead on the weekend.

They don't know why yet but he was a raging coke fiend and I suspect it was to do with that.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 10:49, Reply)

@Dirty Weeker
*looks down* - nope, definitely got tits and they're not "moobs".

My names comes from the fact that I have an incredibly elastic face and can stretch out my top lip so I look like baboon. "Cherub" because when I'm not stretching my face to look like baboon, I'm actually rather angelic-looking :)
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 11:01, Reply)

I don't really miss my teenage
Sure, there was much less responsibility but I was gangly, rake-thin, socially and physically awkward and crippingly insecure. If I could choose a period of my life to live again, it'd be my twenties. I grew into my looks, got much more confident and generally improved as a human being tenfold.

I'd still do things differently, mind. I'd do a Computer Science degree, for one. I'd take far more care over the money I had then and don't now, for the other.
( Kroney, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 11:10, Reply)

Kroney: I'm with you there
I stopped being such a fat bastard in my early twenties, started getting some action and had more freedom, and still no worries.

good times
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 11:15, Reply)

I wish I'd learnt to love my boobs much earlier on in life.
I only started flashing my cleavage in my thirties.
( girlinthehole, Tue 7 Apr 2009, 11:20, Reply)