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That is wierd.

When I was younger and had to walk long distances I would pick a point in the distance like a telegraph pole or a letterbox and estimate how many steps it would take me to get there and then count my steps to see how close I would get to my estimate. Then pick another point and so on.

Pretty stupid game but it used to help make boring long walks a bit more interesting.

This. I'd have to exercise self restraint to ensure i didn't start changing my step lengths
 
That is wierd.

When I was younger and had to walk long distances I would pick a point in the distance like a telegraph pole or a letterbox and estimate how many steps it would take me to get there and then count my steps to see how close I would get to my estimate. Then pick another point and so on.

Pretty stupid game but it used to help make boring long walks a bit more interesting.

I always do this when running long distances. really helps you just run and not give up. Always pick close objects though, nothing miles away or it can work in reverse.
 
Can't pee in a public toilet (even a cubicle) when someone else is the room.

When on stage, i don't feel nervous - i express it through my right foot which taps a heck of alot faster than i can normally - in time too.

Drives me nuts if my various time telling things display different times. I.e. Ipod, Watch and Mobile Phone all displaying slightly different minutes = Much frustration.
 

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That is wierd.

When I was younger and had to walk long distances I would pick a point in the distance like a telegraph pole or a letterbox and estimate how many steps it would take me to get there and then count my steps to see how close I would get to my estimate. Then pick another point and so on.

Pretty stupid game but it used to help make boring long walks a bit more interesting.

Guilty.
 
When I was just a young lad, I'd collect footy stickers and cricket cards etc. Anyway, I'd set them up on the floor in my room and play a match between them. Using some kind of tiny bouncy ball kinda thing I'd 'bowl' the thing, and try and flick it away with my right hand. When scores were close and the team I wanted to win was struggling, I always seemed to conveniently make sure the bowler started choking and bowling wides.

Same with the excess footy stickers/cards. I'd flick the ball up and set up massive kappa's for players to take over the guys I didn't like. Danny Southern, Libba and a few others got a fair smashing in those games :D

Parents thought this behaviour was completely f***ing weird.
 
On the walk home from school we'd always walk through this park.

We'd invent games on the way home. Someone would stand on the seesaw in the park while everyone else stands about 5m away throwing whatever they could find at you. Person who survives the longest without falling off wins. Got a bit dangerous when some douche guys we knew in high school broke off giant glass chards...

Another one was bouncing a golf ball as hard into the road as you could and someone would have to try and catch it. Stings the palms a fair bit. Backfired one day when a BMW drove past and the golfball hit it hard on the bonnet.

One day we noticed the gate to the drainage site things they have next to the parks was open and curiosity got the better of us. Found some mini watermelon type things and would play dodgeball with them. Til some security guy saw us in there and went ballistic. I think his exact words were, who the f*** in their right mind would set foot in that shit. The bottom was a disgusting sludge, and we'd try and push each other into it. Me being bigger than the rest of my mates was always relatively safe, until they try and gang up on me.
 
This was also a favourite of mine for long trips.
When i do this i make it in patterns.

When ever i see myself in the mirror i have to touch my hair.
If i dont take a bag with me i wont bring a jumper even if its freezing just because i dont want to carry it around if it warms up.
 
When I was just a young lad, I'd collect footy stickers and cricket cards etc. Anyway, I'd set them up on the floor in my room and play a match between them. Using some kind of tiny bouncy ball kinda thing I'd 'bowl' the thing, and try and flick it away with my right hand. When scores were close and the team I wanted to win was struggling, I always seemed to conveniently make sure the bowler started choking and bowling wides.

Same with the excess footy stickers/cards. I'd flick the ball up and set up massive kappa's for players to take over the guys I didn't like. Danny Southern, Libba and a few others got a fair smashing in those games :D

Parents thought this behaviour was completely f***ing weird.

Awesome:thumbsu:
 

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Seriously though.

I say things like "They're ****ing their salad" (a variation on a move line "They're packing their bags" which I changed to "They're packing their salad" and now I've changed to "They're ****ing their salad")

I say this about five times a day just when I'm alone and bored, like when I'm waiting for the computer to boot.

Is that crazy or do you all just mutter the same gibberish to yourselves?
 
My wife's cat has a scratching pole set up thingy with a little hutch at the bottom that he can crawl into. There has been at least 3 occasions now that I have had some crazy gas so I've captured the cat, put him in the hole, backed my behind up flush to the circle and proceeded to hot box him in there leaving it just long enough for him to get a few good inhales then moving away to watch the priceless look on his face as he timidly slinks his way out of there.
 
My wife's cat has a scratching pole set up thingy with a little hutch at the bottom that he can crawl into. There has been at least 3 occasions now that I have had some crazy gas so I've captured the cat, put him in the hole, backed my behind up flush to the circle and proceeded to hot box him in there leaving it just long enough for him to get a few good inhales then moving away to watch the priceless look on his face as he timidly slinks his way out of there.

Not sure if NRL player?
 

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I also used to like to play with those little army men figurines when on the toilet. Would make full fortress setups with the toilet rolls and all and would pretend one was a special ops dude or something that had to make his way through all the henchmen to get to the boss army dude in the centre of the fortress.
 
Seriously though.

I say things like "They're ****ing their salad" (a variation on a move line "They're packing their bags" which I changed to "They're packing their salad" and now I've changed to "They're ****ing their salad")

I say this about five times a day just when I'm alone and bored, like when I'm waiting for the computer to boot.

Is that crazy or do you all just mutter the same gibberish to yourselves?

You speak gibberish to everyone HP, and i cannot at all relate to the ****ing of salads.
 
This should be in the confession thread but I've never learned how to ride with no hands. One hand, I'm breezing along, but I just can't seem to make the transition to none.

Always been envious when I see people riding along the street with no hands making it look easy.
The key is to keep your back straight and go fast. Faster you go, the easier it is to stay balanced (srs)
 
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