Letting your toddler run nude through the Queen's Diamond Jubilee celebration.
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Letting your toddler run nude through the Queen's Diamond Jubilee celebration.
Letting yourself get burned out and bitter.
Managing, as best man, to lose the wedding ring.
Nostril hydroponics.
Ocarina playing, when your bored guests would really just like to go home
Peeing on the Louvre's marble floors between 2 and 5pm.
Quackery
Removing the teeth of sleeping guests.
Staking people you're not absolutely sure are vampires.
Tinkering with the brakes of random cars in the supermarket parking lot.
Unfastening the gate to the velociraptor enclosure.
Vanquishing the good guys
Winning even when it makes you a jerk.
eXiting through the "IN" door of a supermarket.
Yelling "Fire" in a crowded cinema
Zaftig chasing
Absolutism is unquestionably the worst habit of all, no disagreement allowed.
Berating biker gangs.
Concentrating on the irrelevant stuff
Dragging up stuff best forgotten.
Excitedly pointing out when best friends have a zit appear.
Flirting with disaster.
Groping strangers in bars.
Happily admitting that you never vote.
Indecently leering at Girl Scouts.
Jumping out of a cake to celebrate Grandma's new pacemaker.
Killing time instead of cherishing it
Lodging official complaints with the FCC about programs you never watch.
Making cookies and not sharing them.
Never doing something for someone without expecting something in return.
Overcharging every customer whose last name ends in A.
Picking the neighbor's prize roses under cover of darkness.
Quitting a task before it's properly done.
Reneging on your offer to drive your neighbor, who lives all alone, to the hospital (from your remote rural community, where taxis and public transit are unknown) when she goes into labor, just as the contractions are about 20 minutes apart.
Sticking your finger in other people's ears.
Taking your finger out of other people's ears without permission.
Using other people's ears without their permission.
Viciously twisting the cartilage of other people's ears.
Wet Willying other people's ears using the tongue.
XXX-rated behaviour with your partner's ear in public.
Yielding to the urge to tongue some ears.
Zagat reviewing the quality of someone's ear.
Allowing the ear theme to continue into the next round.
Blindly yielding to peer pressure and writing something - anything! - about ears.
Cravenly continuing to write about ears, for fear of what other posters will think.
Defiantly always changing the subject to be about cats. :kitteh:
Enthusiastically making a dumb post about cat ears.
Foolishly changing the topic to something else: 14th century Swedish agriculture.
Gardening. In Sweden. In the past.
Handling the 14th-century Swedish farming implements with an unbecoming suggestiveness that causes witnesses to believe something unsavory is happening when the sun sets and the lonely Swedish farmer retreats to his hut all alone, lovingly stroking the farming tools he is carrying.
(yes, I've had two glasses of wine just now. Why are you asking?)