Some of the confessions on Fesshole are quite funny, a few are sad (in the true sense of the word), and naturally there's quite a preoccupation with sex and various bodily emissions.
Unlike one or two other claimed confessions sites, the moderator ensures it doesn't just turn into nothing but a drearily monotonous sequence of "want such and such sexual service" tweets.
Anyway, thought I'd bung in a few of my own, to give something back as it were
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I hate Queen (the band not HMQ) Can't stand Freddie Mercury's wailey voice and the cranky lyrics. There, I said it, the ultimate heresy! Never met anyone else who agrees.
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More than once over the years I've apologised to a tailor's dummy after backing into it or nudging past it in a department store. I'm not even short sighted.
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When I was 14 I rubbed aftershave on my balls for a laugh. What started as a dull red glow soon turned into agonising meltdown. Those guys who once used racks and red hot irons in the Tower missed a trick. All they needed was a bottle of Old Spice!
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At a party nobody noticed me unwittingly eat a whole plateful of hash cookies. When the crime came to light, I joined in the rowing and accusations, but it's hard to sound furious when you're fairly stoned!
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Despite claiming to be a history buff, I thought John of Gaunt and the Black Prince were the same person. It was only when I recently read a book on the Plantagenets that I found out they weren't! #WhatAnIdiot
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I've never wanked on a car bonnet, in a knicker drawer, the boss's tea, someone's shampoo, or anywhere else unusual or outrageous. Reading these confessions makes me think I may be a bit of a freak!
Unlike one or two other claimed confessions sites, the moderator ensures it doesn't just turn into nothing but a drearily monotonous sequence of "want such and such sexual service" tweets.
Anyway, thought I'd bung in a few of my own, to give something back as it were
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I hate Queen (the band not HMQ) Can't stand Freddie Mercury's wailey voice and the cranky lyrics. There, I said it, the ultimate heresy! Never met anyone else who agrees.
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More than once over the years I've apologised to a tailor's dummy after backing into it or nudging past it in a department store. I'm not even short sighted.
-=-
When I was 14 I rubbed aftershave on my balls for a laugh. What started as a dull red glow soon turned into agonising meltdown. Those guys who once used racks and red hot irons in the Tower missed a trick. All they needed was a bottle of Old Spice!
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At a party nobody noticed me unwittingly eat a whole plateful of hash cookies. When the crime came to light, I joined in the rowing and accusations, but it's hard to sound furious when you're fairly stoned!
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Despite claiming to be a history buff, I thought John of Gaunt and the Black Prince were the same person. It was only when I recently read a book on the Plantagenets that I found out they weren't! #WhatAnIdiot
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I've never wanked on a car bonnet, in a knicker drawer, the boss's tea, someone's shampoo, or anywhere else unusual or outrageous. Reading these confessions makes me think I may be a bit of a freak!
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