*Lilly's Random Questions*

Do you usually watch thread responses only instead of responding?

  • Yes

    Votes: 15 10.5%
  • No

    Votes: 30 21.0%
  • Mixed

    Votes: 98 68.5%

  • Total voters
    143
1. What gets you up in the morning?

2. When you've had enough of a situation, how do you deal with it?

3. When you're happy, what do you do? What's your behavior, your go-to activities and people?

1. Lately...the desire to get out and do something active or creative. In a relationship, it's getting up to make something delicious for breakfast lol. Either way, a desire to rise and seize the day.

2. I've always felt that communication is key to any problem. And honestly it depends on the situation. With close family, friends or in a romantic relationship I'll be sure to be checking my own emotions before going into a potentially volatile conversation or situation. That usually helps me to remain calm even if the other person isn't. I'll try to first address whatever my concern is in a diplomatic and gentle way, seeking first to understand their point of view regarding the issue. I've found that generally speaking there's just a miscommunication error behind whatever is going on and just talking it out and showing that person more love afterwards seems to be pretty effective. There have been a few instances where things just aren't going to work out and then just having to calmly put my foot down and giving an ultimatum (I hate getting to that point.) It takes a monumental amount of something to make me lose my cool. The only exception is for people who are belligerently abusive, disrespecting women or children, or just being disgusting human beings. Then I have no problem calling them out on their shit, intervening in whatever manner necessary, and standing firm. I'm a nice guy but not a bystander type by any means.

3. I feel emotions pretty deeply, so if I'm happy the whole worlds gonna know it haha. I'll be smiling, laughing, joke around, tease and flirt, sing along to music, dance, try to find ways to spread my joy to others, or do something creative or daring, not afraid to look like a fool lol. Just sort of get out there and do something fun and wild! lol I'm a heart on my sleeve kinda guy, so you'll know haha. People; anyone and everyone around me. I love people and seeing everyone smile, usually a friend to everyone. If I see that maybe you're not feeling it I'll come over and see what you need, pull you onto my team and get you involved. Sometimes I feel like a whirlwind, but in a good way. :)

(This has been an awesome thread to follow btw, I love reading everyone's thoughts and perspectives. There are some really deep thinkers here and I love it. :) )
 
@LillyK99 and others ... what is a deal breaker for you in a new relationship?
It has been awhile since I had a new relationship, 13,336 days since - counting back to our first date. I was going to say something schmaltzy like and everyday is the start of new relationship because you have more history and you are in a different place to face the future. There is some truth to that because your roles change over time too - first as the bf, then fiancé, husband, father, empty-nester, etc. Not everyone's path is the same, except for it is always changing. Maybe not being able to adapt to change could end up badly - I think a friend of mine is struggling with that.

So, what would be a deal breaker for me? I suppose deceit would be. Not everything has to be shared with each other, everyone needs a bit of their own "private" space, in thoughts, etc. But willful, intentional, persistent, deceit would be a deal breaker. I have been fortunate in life to have had that happen to me only once. Deceit is just one form of cruelty. I guess any form of intentional cruelty would do it.
 
1. What gets you up in the morning?

2. When you've had enough of a situation, how do you deal with it?

3. When you're happy, what do you do? What's your behavior, your go-to activities and people?
1. Some obligation or other, work usually, or having agreed to go someplace. Left to my own, I won't get up right away - I'll read or listen to music or watch a show and get up later (for lunch - lol)
2. Depends on the situation - but first order of business is I separate from it - take a break, move on to something else and then if needed come back to it hopefully with a better thought. Sometimes, it can take several cycles - lol. If it is a situation that doesn't need to be resolved, then I just leave it.
3. When I'm happy, I like to spend time with people - the exact activity isn't as important but if it something I don't do as frequently, it is better. Recently, I pulled out the old Backgammon board, that was fun. Other than that, go out, we like to go to the movies and eat a bunch of popcorn. Who ? Well, I'm a family guy first. There are a couple people I work with that spending a little social time doesn't feel like work - only a couple. Neighbors - there's usually 8-10 that we socialize with. Right now, keeping distance, it's just the two of us.
 
1. What gets you up in the morning?

2. When you've had enough of a situation, how do you deal with it?

3. When you're happy, what do you do? What's your behavior, your go-to activities and people?

1. Generally work gets me up in the morning. I'm an early riser and like to get work out of the way as early as possible. On the days I don't have to work the thought of what the day might hold gets me up. One never knows what could happen during the day. Are most days predictable right now, sure. However, something fun and new may end up happening which will be worth waking up for.

2. I'm going to let the person know when I've had enough. Whether it's a work thing, in a relationship, with a friend, I am not going to keep it to myself. I'll talk it out and see if the problem can't be resolved. If it can resolved by talking then I'll suggest everyone go their separate ways. On the occasions when we can't go our separate ways (for instance I have to work with someone and it's a bad situation) I do my very best to make it work as well as possible. However, as soon as it can end it will end by me moving on.

3. I would like to consider myself a fairly happy person. I show in happy by being myself. Smiling, being kind, being generous as much as possible, seeing if I can help out someone, and taking care of others. A lot of people who don't know me well probably find me to be standoffish. This is accurate to a point. If I don't know someone well and/or I'm not comfortable with them, then I'm not going to let you in. I'll be kind and respectful, but I'm not going to be jovial with you. Once I do get to know you and am comfortable I'll laugh, joke, flirt, tease, and maybe even be a little playful. Activities wise when I'm happy I'll walk, swim, play basketball, and have game nights. I tend to keep a pretty tight circle, but I do always enjoy making new friends. Just doesn't necessarily happen a lot for me.

I think I went off on a bit of a tangent for #3. If so my apologies!
 
I'm sure there have been a few times lolol :D
I think the craziest time was when I was fresh out of bootcamp and just starting at hospital corpsman c school. I was an Eagle Scout back in the day and as a result was ranked as an E3 Seaman (yes yes, it's a real rank in the Navy and I've heard all the jokes semen, seaman, etc. lolol) Anyways, most people start out as an E1 or E2 based on aptitude testing prior to boot camp, and because I was higher ranking, was put in charge of our class. Well having just gone through bootcamp and been yelled at for weeks on end, and after watching every war movie possible beforehand, I was pretty indoctrinated to that way of leading...to my everlasting regret and shame, I used many of those same techniques and had our poor class whipped into pretty remarkable shape. We graduated as one of the highest performing classes but had some of the most horrible morale issues. I'm sure I was hated like no other and none of the people in my class kept in touch, couldn't figure out why at the time. lol *smh*
Later in my career, after having advanced in rank and becoming a Petty Officer, and having learned from several incredible mentors and leaders out in the fleet, I realized just how off-base I had been and how much I had taken myself entirely WAAAy too seriously lol. I'm naturally a friendly nice guy to everyone and it's painful to think about just how horrible and unauthentic I had been, wrapped up in my own importance lol
Well, we live and learn right? haha Definitely back to being more chill and go-with-the-flow now, much prefer seeing people thrive and be happy on their own terms. Anyways, that's (one of) my 'too serious' stor(ies) lol You're next! :) :)

Fs
 
When did you take yourself too seriously?

I've done a lot better as I've gotten older in not taking myself too seriously. However, when I was younger and didn't have as much wisdom, I took myself too seriously a bit too much. One such occasion...

I'm in my late teen years and have been working my first job for over a year. It was at a fast food joint and I think I'm big and bad because I can do more things better than people who have worked there for several years. I can take orders, make sandwiches, handle a rush, run the grill, well you get the idea.

One day a co-worker asks me if I can give him a break and do dishes and he will take over running the grill. I snicker and told him something like this: "What makes you think you can do this better than me? Besides anyone can do dishes." It was a very snide and useless comment. Needless to say he wasn't amused and just shook his head. Afterwards he called me a dick and said I really needed to stop acting like I was better than everyone else. He was absolutely right, but I brushed him off. A few days later I realized I was taking my fast good skills (insert laughter here!) WAY too seriously. I toned it down after that and had more fun, or as much fun as one can have working fast food.
 
When I learned that I might have to get an operation stop the bruising in my brain a week or so ago, I didn't take it too lightly as I have a fear of being put under and never waking up. other than that, I don't sweat anything else really:)
 
When did you take yourself too seriously?
I've been fortunate to be well connected to my internal thoughts fairly early in life, and that guy doesn't cut you much slack. However, when I was in 2nd or 3rd grade, one of the nuns got on the topic of what we wanted to be when grown. I said, "the pope" ... I was serious enough, I had my moves up that ladder figured out. As I got on towards puberty, I learned that celibacy was not the best life choice for me (thanks Tina "Sweet Lips" , where ever you are.)
 
What is a special skill or character attribute you possess that sets you apart from others?

No filter between brain and mouth means you always hear about what I'm thinking and know where you stand with me.

My thoughts swirl around at break neck pace and fly out of my mouth at the speed of light ... beforehand I even know what I'm going to say.

Also, I will always adress the elephant in the room and say what everyone is thinking but are too polite or feel too awkward to say.

The no filtration system means I will call bullshit and I'm not scared to. I'm also very quick to compliment the good I see too! I just give credit where credit is due! If someone is being a dick, I'll let them know ... same as when someone does something sweet is really kind or I think they look really pretty.

Life's too short to hold back. Some may see me as opinionated and I would agree. I stick by my thoughts and stand up for what I believe in. If I see something I say something.
 
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A question for each of the 2 different types of people: those who own a sex toy and those who do not...

If you do, has anyone ever found them?

If you don't, whhhhyyyyyyyy not? Lol

They have been found by GET THIS ... THE POLICE who came to search my home due to a shady neighbour as they had reason to believe I might be concealing drugs for him ... WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKK?!

I'd only gotten home about 10 minutes prior and kicked my work pants off (like I do 1st thing when I get home every day) when there was a heavy knock on the door that scared the living shit out of me and made me jump. I was expecting a friend to drop in but not for another half hour and yelled out "YOU SCARED THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF ME! GIMME A SEC, I'M NOT WEARING ANY PANTS" I hear a man voice say something along the lines of This is the blablaville or other police, can you please come to the door and I legit thought it was my friend fucking around and laughed really loud and said "HAHA GOOD ONE DICKHEAD, I KNOW IT'S YOU MAN" and it went quiet for a bit before there was a really big, loud angry sounding *KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK* again to which I yell out "FOR FUCKS SAKE, CAN I JUST GET MY BLOODY PANTS ON FIRST?"

I scrambled to get them on then went to the door with a big goofy sarcastic smile on my face and opened it up as I said "YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT" and I see the straight poker faces of 4 real Police officers in uniform standing at my door ... omg!

I felt so silly and explained I thought they were my friend having a laugh and they told me that they had a warrant to search the premises in relation to my next door neighbor being arrested for apparently having drugs stashed in his home and they said they had reason to believe that he could be concealing them in my house!! (I don't know or ever see him around so I was confused and offended!)

They handed me papers to read over and I asked to ring a close family friend who is a lawyer and found out my rights but also found out that their paperwork was legit and that I'd have to comply and allow them to search.

They gave me the options of either stand outside and wait or I could be inside and watch them basically go through all my stuff! I had nothing illegal in my house whatsoever but my immediate thought was OMFG THEY'RE GOING TO FIND MY TOY COLLECTION!!!!

So I decided to wait outside and save myself the moment a bunch of men could potentially find my toy box. It would be all sorts of awkward if I was in the room and I could just imagine what a strange moment that would be.

I hoped really hard that they wouldn't be TOO thorough BUT THEY WERE and next minute the Feds pull up in the driveway and 6 officers were all in my place! 5 of them searching FUCKING EVERYWHERE while number 6 VIDEO . TAPED .THE . WHOLE . FUCKING . THING!!!

It was the longest half hour of my life and they were really professional about it all and knew there was a big chance I had nothing to do with it but had to do their jobs.

A female cop turned up and waited outside with me. We hsd a really friendly chat and a laugh while I waited. She recorded all my ID details etc and asked me to sign something and they all finally left.

SIGH OF RELIEF! I was thinking MAYBE THEY DIDN'T EVEN FIND THE MEDIUM SIZED "TOOL"BOX I KEPT STASHED AWAY SOMEWHERE PRETTY INCONSPICUOUS but guess what Fuckers & Fuckettes?! They DID!

All the contents of ALL my cupboards and drawers had been removed! The place looked like it had just been robbed! I had to put everything they pulled out back away again.

I knew they found my box cause it was in a completely different place no where near where I always kept it and lid was ajar!!

They were extremely professional and as they all walked past me to leave there was no sign on their faces that these 6 male cops had just stumbled apon my naughty pride and joy so that made it Feel a little easier.

I still died a few deaths inside cause as confident as I am about my sexual appetite, my collection had always been my little secret indulgence that nobody else was supposed to know but me.

I was a bit paranoid thinking that 6 men now knew just how kinky I am!! I wondered if they ever saw me in the street if they would recognise me as that red head chic with all the freaky toys?n It was so weird knowing they knew.

My friend did eventually turn up and brought wine and we drank, got tipsy and laughed about the whole ordeal in the end!
 
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They have been found by GET THIS ... THE POLICE who came to search my home due to a shady neighbour as they had reason to believe I might be concealing drugs for him ... WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKK?!

I'd only gotten home about 10 minutes prior and kicked my work pants off (like I do 1st thing when I get home every day) when there was a heavy knock on the door that scared the living shit out of me and made me jump. I was expecting a friend to drop in but not for another half hour and yelled out "YOU SCARED THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF ME! Followed by GIMME A SEC, I'M NOT WEARING ANY PANTS" I hear a man voice say something along the lines of This is the blablaville or other police, can you please come to the door and I legit thought it was my friend fucking around and laughed really loud and said "HAHA GOOD ONE DICKHEAD, I KNOW IT'S YOU (fake name inserted here) GEORGE!!" and it went quiet for a bit before there was a really big loud manly *KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK* again to which I yell out "FOR FUCKS SAKE, CAN I JUST GET MY BLOODY PANTS ON FIRST?" and scrambled to get them on then went to the door and opened it with a big goofy sarcastic smile and opened the door as I said "YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT" and I see the straight poker faces of 4 Police officers in uniform standing at my door ... omg!

I felt so silly and explained I thought they were my friend having a laugh and they explained to me that they had a warrant to search the premises in relation to my next door neighbor being arrested for apparently having drugs stashed in his home and they said they had reason to believe that he could be concealing them IN MY FUCKING HOUSE!! They handed me papers to read over and I asked to ring a close family friend who is a lawyer and found out my rights but also found out that their paperwork was legit and that I'd have to comply and allow them to search.

They gave me the options of either stand outside and wait or I could be inside and watch them basically go through all my stuff! I had nothing illegal in my house whatsoever but my immediate thought was OMFG THEY'RE GOING TO FIND MY TOY COLLECTION!!!! So I decided to wait outside and hope they wouldn't be THAT thorough BUT THEY WERE and next minute the Feds pull up in the driveway and 6 officers went in to my place and 5 of them searched FUCKING EVERYWHERE WHILE THE 6TH ONE ... VIDEO . TAPED .THE . WHOLE . FUCKING . THING!!!

It was the longest half hour of my life and they were really professional and a female one turned up and waited outside with me and we had a really friendly chat and a laugh while I waited. They got my ID details etc and asked me to sign something and left.

SIGH OF RELIEF! I was thinking MAYBE THEY DIDN'T EVEN FIND THE MEDIUM SIZED "TOOL"BOX I KEPT STASHED AWAY SOMEWHERE PRETTY INCONSPICUOUS but guess what Fuckers & Fuckettes?! All the contents of my cupboards had been removed and none of it put back away and they left my place looking like I'd just been robbed - the box was in a completely different place no where near where I always kept it and lid was slightly ajar!!

They were extremely professional and as they all walked past me to leave there was no sign on their faces that these 6 male cops had just stumbled apon my naughty pride and joy so that made it a little easier but I still kinda died a thousand deaths inside cause as confident as I am about my sexual appetite, my collection had always been my little secret indulgence that nobody else would ever find and I was paranoid thinking that 6 men now knew just how kinky I am and thoughts of what if they see me in the street and recognise me as that chic with all the freaky toys that time they searched a place.

It was so weird knowing they knew but then my friend did eventually turn up a little later but guess what? They brought wine and we drank and got tipsy and laughed about the whole ordeal in the end!
Hahahahaha omg that's an amazing story!!!!! :D:p
 

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