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State weird things you do. I'll start
I drink Applesauce.

I like to hump a carton of fruit punch so it can shake well.

Ever since I was a child, I've been 'doing the oxy', as kids these days call it. I did it less back when I was a lad, but it's a complete addiction now. I cannot live without it. My craving for it has become so harsh that I'm actually inhaling in an attempt to bring more of it into my system. I bet the addiction is so bad that if I stopped breathing it in, I'd probably flop over and die. My reliance on the chemical mixture is inescapable.

If only air wasn't so cheap.

I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death.

I ate a sandwich filled with nothing but mayonnaise.

I walk or stand on my tip-toes to concentrate.
(I have been doing this most of my life and if I don't stop it my feet will be messed up, also its one of the symptoms of my aspergers, so of course I'll do something weird like that).

I must confess…I regularly browse certain internet websites that should not be mentioned in polite conversation. Worst among these is Know Your Meme, a savage, backwater website dedicated to the spread of sexual deviation, satanism, and jokes about cartoon ponies. I find myself morally outraged…yet still compelled to view the evil site. May God have mercy on my soul.

I like putting peanut butter where it shouldn't be. And i used to pull out long hairs and stroke them….

I regularly shit on the counter and dissect it with toothpicks.

I regularly watch people shit on their counters and dissect the shit with toothpicks.

I browse the KYM image galleries and comments just to find shitstorms and watch them progress.

For some reason I'm fascinated by internet shitstorms. I love watching people argue.

Sometimes I masturbate to the thought of people watching me shit on my counter and dissect it with toothpicks.

I registered for KYM, but I don't actually help in any way around here.

I refill toothpicks at restaurants as a hobby. Apparently some guy named "Kasey R. Kay" has been using a lot of them at my local one.

Apparently, I can't clean a motherfucking counter without someone shitting on them and dissecting their shit with tooth picks.

Apparently, the people at my local restaurant are nice enough to leave chocolate on the counter for me, but it's always got toothpicks stuck in it.

I investigate the brutal series of "shit murders" that occur at restaurant counters.

im an ex sex addict…for real…was reaaaally bad at one point…

Whenever I think of something cool or epic, I tend to walk around the room I'm in. I'm not sure why.

I mildly do that at times.

You're thought-pacing. I do that too.

Instead of making a small laugh, I oftentimes make a small "ts" sound. I was made fun of that until I pointed out other people do it too (though clearly not as often as I do).

I DO THAT TOO

YOU GUYS STOP BEING LIKE ME

I have a tendency to pick, fiddle, or chew on things when I'm in a uncomfortable situation, thinking or bored. Like, I use to open and close the battery slot on our controllers, or chew on my head phones or picks at zits or scabs.

I also do that, but to a greater extent that i do it all the time, not just when im concentrating

Yeah, I guess I do it all the time as well besides concentrating because my dad always tell me to get off my toes when I walk. I don't normally concentrate when I walk. Or who knows I like to concentrate all the time, once I think about it.

I dig through people's garbage in the hopes of finding shit covered toothpicks.

I count buttons on remotes and am bothered when the button total doesn't equal a number divisible by 3, 4, or 5.

My fingernails must be perfectly clean at all times. The rest of my body can be as dirty as it wants but fingernails shall not!

I'm American, yet I spell things the "British way."
(i.e. behaviour, favourite, foetus, aesthetic, etc.)

@Alejandro

We call it the "Correct way". Remember to use those u's: Armour, colour, favour

But I spell the American way here on this forum just for you guys.

Don't forget to replace Z's with S's.

Everytime I find that someone has dug through my garbage, I shit in my neighbors garbage.

"Correct way"? More like outdated way.

USA!

Says the nation using an outdated measurement system

OHHHHHH!

I debate which lighter to use my only flint in. (Tiny red thing is the flint)

Whenever someone shits in my garbage, I throw an egg at a random person.

When in a car, I blink whenever the windshield wiper passes over the dashed road markings.

I can't stop myself.

I spy on people shitting on their counters and picking at it. then i go and buy a hamster to eat.

I spy on people who shit dissected hamsters onto counters.

I sell hamsters to people no questions asked.

I masturbate to this thread.

I write anonymous love letters to the shit dissecting man whom I watch nearly every day, but I'm too embarrassed to send them so I just shit on his lawn and sit in his shrubbery waiting fir him to come outside and dissect it.

I mow my neighbor's lawn for extra cash and I keep finding panda feces.
My neighbor doesn't own a panda.
I think it's a waste to throw it away so I take it to local restaurants and place it on the counters.

I dissect my shit and report my findings to the National Association of Fecal studies for some extra dough to pay for all the lawn mowings I have to get because someone keeps dumping manure on my lawn.

I tend to wonder what shittier job then a Fecal scientist as I exam the shit that has been given as evidence "Yep, it's shit" as I talk to myself. "But why are the toothpicks are made of walnut?" so I take the tooth picks and research of how many brands of wood tooth picks they comes in.

Kaisrkae is a girl.

I actively tweet.

And double-post