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I confess....I'm back, for now. The quacks at the emergency room tried to convince me that my heart-attacks were just acid-reflux. I know they are wrong but, I can do nothing until I get a referral to see a specialist. I'll just have to try and relax until then, and hope nothing happens.

I confess it sucks when they can't tell you what's wrong, but it's good that you're doing something.

I also confess I am now convinced I have arthritis in my legs.

^That sucks.



I confess....I'm feeling somewhat better due to Fnords suggestion to take some aspirin. Thanks again.

I confess that... when I was round a friend's house when I was a kid, my friend went off to fight his brother instead of entertain me so in revenge, I went upstairs and took an inhuman dump in the toilet and left it there. My friend and his brother were still fighting and had been fighting for so long that my friend needed a piss. My friends brother punched my friend in the crotch, causing him to wet himself and, seeing as the inhuman turd was still there, my friend took pieces of it and threw them at his brother until their dad came up the stairs and put a stop to it. The turd was so large that my friend's dad had to break it into pieces with a bog brush so it would flush. In my defence, I had been backed up for some time and I have IBS. I had never been so embarassed, or disgusted in my life.

"In this day and age, an era where there are people who actually throw s**t at each other, anything, could be possible".

Tosspot is a British slang insult, which can mean, depending on the context, a drunkard, a masturbator, or an objectionable person.

The Word is of middle English origin, and, until recently, meant exclusively a person who drank heavily. Beer or ale was customarily served in ceramic pots, so a tosspot was a person who copiously 'tossed back' such pots of beer. The word "tosspots" appears in relation to drunkenness in the song which closes Shakespeare's Twelfth Night. The morality play Like Will to Like, by Shakespeare's contemporary Ulpian Fulwell, contains a character named Tom Tosspot, who remarks that

"If any poore man have in a whole week earned a grote,
He shal spend it in one houre in tossing the pot".
This meaning is losing currency, as tosspot is now often used synonymously with 'tosser' (or 'w*ker') to mean literally a man who masturbates ('tosses' his penis), or by extension somebody who is obnoxious, irritating or ridiculous. This assumed meaning is because of the similarity with 'tosser' and with words like 'sexpot' which designate a person as a 'pot'. Dictionaries generally acknowledge both meanings of tosspot.

Thanks. That helps a lot. I actually wasn't completely sure about all of the nuances of 'w*ker' either.

I confess I went to bed MUCH earlier than usual last night, 10:30!

I confess that I don't know what "going through the motions" means.

I confess that having a robotic clone would be a interesting experience.

confess, woman! confess, confess, confess!
Iiiiiiiiii confess!
Not you!

ahhh...british humor...

I confess....I'm running a little late tonight.

I confess that I am terrified of black people, young black men to be precise. I do not trust them.

What makes you so certain you've been having heart-attacks? Aren't you a little young for that?

I confess...
My horse (Cassidy) and I did not have so good a ride yesterday. He was spooky and distracted. I wondered if he was hurting but couldn't find anything. Maybe just an off day.

I confess I had grabbed a new Star Wars figure at Wal-Mart the other day and tossed it into my cart. I then went over to grab a bunch of groceries. Apparently the figure had fallen between the child seat and the side of the cart, so when I checked out I didn't see it. I got to my car and put the hemp shopping bags containing my groceries in the care and noticed the figure sitting there in the cart. For about three seconds I debated it, but ultimately tossed it into my car and returned the cart to the cart corral. In the past I have returned to stores to pay for stuff, even when I got all the way home before realizing I had walked out with the item. I suppose I spend so much on groceries and toys there, that I didn’t morally have an issue with it.

Yes, I am too young for that. I won't go into all the details but, I will say that 15 years of extreme alcoholism and heavy drug use(not including weed) can damage your body prematurely. Add years of heavy smoking to the mix, plus high blood pressure and high cholesterol, and you've got a recipe for disaster. Current financial problems just pushed me over the edge.