I didn't used earplugs... Now i'm suffering from tinnitus & hyperacusis.. *nasty stuff!* :D

Partners as in multiple, do tell sir!

Like the OP I cut all my hair off.

That was 14 years ago. I haven't touched a scissors since. :D

The weird part is that it would take 3 times as long for me to trim my beard : D

(I'm in the UK)

Coming up on 7 years back, I realised I had a week off work coming up the next week and hadn't had a holiday in 20 years. So one night (I worked nights and knocked off at ~7am) I pondered where I could go, I wanted somewhere with things to do other than sit around all day, plenty in walking distance as I can't drive, and where the locals speak English (As I don't speak any foreign languages, and at least try to learn a few polite phrases for anywhere I visit). Inspiration struck - Vegas! So almost straight after work I ducked down the local travel agents and booked 10 nights there and flew out a three days later.

Last year in April, I didn't know what to do on my birthday and flew to Amsterdam... we watched Barcelona playing Madrid in a pub.

Impulsively dressed up in my old fashioned black coat and hat shortly before midnight in the middle of the week, took my Hurdy-Gurdy, walked into a deserted park, sat down under a very large tree in the middle of a very big grass area near the middle of town and played some dark waltzes.

Yeah, I am polyamorus and usually have committed relationships with a few people at any given time. My ex had been looking for a place to live for a few momoths at this point, I had moved to Virginia and her options were to live with my mom or her shitty parents. Eventually she found a couple people willing to let her move in, so I drove her from NC to the farass side of Arkansas (fort smith to be sure). Wasn't a very big apartment but it was pretty nice, pre war with real plaster and hard wood floors, and they had a casket filled with blankets and a futon to use as a couch/ sex place/ bdsm lock up. Got collared for the first time there, and tried a bunch of novel things. Learned a lot about myself there overall was a good thing even if I let my dumbness cause problems.

^ Reminds me of college actually lol, just 4 ppl spread across one futon.

Another one from me; my waifu scored 2 tickets to Saigon. They were round trip and a about one third of the regular price. The trip would be a month and we to leave immediately. Surprisingly I didn't get any grief from work being away for a month (I was on call for maintenance/general contracting and concierge duties at a high end condo), the staff had my back.

It was only a matter of time when this would turn into a sex-thread...

Hmmm I wonder what this hole feels like ; )

Yeah I figured the comment about the scalpels would have garnered more attention.

What where does it say scalpels?

Post 9

Back then, people in my school, thanks to a trio of bastard classmates who keep ruining my life and my career up to present, treated me as an idiot, as incompetent, and absolutely lackluster figure, both physically and mentally, let alone socially. It had been a shitty, private school, full of upper echelon filth, first rate scum, and fruit of every kind, mostly from divorced and/or "rich-nuveau" (newly rich) families and full of psychological issues and regular tantrums.

Also, teachers and pupils were so snobbish, that left me out of activities i wanted to participate, such as basketball. When i requested to join the team, only to be together with people that i considered friends and wanted to have fun playing together, the coach scolded me and roaring, hissed that i couldn't be with them lot, because i should have started training at 6 years of age, team was professional and all this s*it. I was left alone playing ball during breaks, with a tomboyish girl. When the big sports and gym event of the school was up, in third year of junior high, all of us boys were forced to participate from school, and we were to be rated from points scored, up to 10 shots, from the middle/circle area. I *raped* them all and left them dumbstruck, by successfully scoring 7 out of 10 shots, professional or not professional, 6years old or not, s*it and w*nking; and imagine that i found target, without the ball even ricocheting on the border behind the basket itself, not even once.

Worse time was during lessons/tests/exams. Most were geeks, competitive, elitist jerks and stuff. And a few freeleechers thrown in, trying to copy all the time from others. My grades were never high, because i was always stressed from having a terrible time with everyone there, and i started drinking from 14 years of age, trying to feel better from all those jerks around me and their shitty manners towards me. At the end of the final year of high school, for university exams, the national exams whose grades are impartial, at the lesson of composition (given a headline you must write a complete text around it), my grade was the highest in the entire school, even though it had been a giant nerdhouse. No one else scored a 17/20 (or higher, and it was natural, with the abstract nature of this philology lesson and all).

Not even me believed it. Either one of those. Served them right to treat me into see all those fabulously idiotic faces filled with questionmarks and becoming like pokerfaces, at the mere sight of my "keep calm and prove their lifelong training was entirely pointless" performance, and that ANYONE could do whatever they had been doing, if not better than them. But i still have not calmed down from being denied a seat in the council of 15 students, after the elections, that i had MANY votes and had been eligible to participate, when my enemies stepped in with the highschool head teacher (sort of their lackey, judging from the indignities they secretly indulged in together with other teachers too and the students, during big school travels that disgusted me and forced me to stop attending them after junior high) before everyone, and declared that i was an idiot and unworthy of occupying such a seat, almost in public. And even though i was voted, i was thrown out in the most disgraceful manner possible, and without deserving half of that treatment.

The most unusual things i have ever done, in summary:
1) Troll professional athletes by scoring more points than them.
2) Troll super geeks by scoring a better score in my favorite lesson, in national exams.

Unusual, why? Because i had been half drunk, too, during both!!!