I just wiped clean a fork I'm going to eat with in a few minutes with a tissue that had a small amount of dried blood on it from a nose bleed I'd had earlier. It's not that I didn't know, I just didn't care.

A fork you own has dried blood on it from a nosebleed?

Batlord, are you shoving forks up your nose?

No, you twit, the tissue had blood on it.

I did not read that post very thoroughly at all. Ahem.

Moving on...

I confess to being aroused by the singer of The Growlers.

I enjoy watching Ki give hugs to one of my male coworkers because they have a bromance and they're both adorable (but personally I wouldn't touch his friend without plastic gloves unless the guy was choking to death or something)

actually a lot of my coworkers are adorable and they're pretty much all my adoptive little brothers/sisters at this point.

I confess to not sleeping to as many women as I claim to have slept with. Instead of claiming to have slept with 10,000 women I've only slept 3,500.

Don't let it keep you down, man. Always strive for glory.

I find it easy to tell who looks at me with a lustful stare, and that makes it easier for me to exploit them.

That poor bastard Ki.

I don't play head games with people I love. ;)