A secret you can never share

Perfect_Speed4069

I am the beetle in a box that only you can see
Many of us have had to keep our usage under wraps at some point.

But what's another secret you can share here, when no-one knows who you are?
 
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Perfect_Speed4069

I am the beetle in a box that only you can see
I once spent an entire Glastonbury (late 90s), pretending to be someone else, and didn't get found out.

See, I knew that was rubbish, which is why I didn't want to go first.

My other one isn't even mine: I know a barkeep who stirs cocktails with a urethral sounding rod, but I think she thinks no-one noticed yet.
 
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BeltedCoyote

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I spent way too much money as a teenager (18 and onward) on vapes. I did not actually need all my past vapes. But when young and dumb....VAS is a hell of a drug

Um....I switched to vaping so I could better hide my usage from my parents at the time. They treated weed like it was meth. Hilariously im in my thirties now and my dad told me he used to be a huge stoner. So yeah

I dont have a ton of juicy secrets. Just mundane ones like the above.
 

coolbreeze

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Me? None here!
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This is the correct response, actually.

This may be blunt, but there really is no privacy on the web, and hasn't been for some time. Therefore, I would not post anything remotely identifiable, especially if it could cause trouble (used in very broad terms).

(Possibly overblown) Case in point... cheating couple who went viral last week at a concert.
 

Perfect_Speed4069

I am the beetle in a box that only you can see
This is the correct response, actually.

This may be blunt, but there really is no privacy on the web, and hasn't been for some time. Therefore, I would not post anything remotely identifiable, especially if it could cause trouble (used in very broad terms).

(Possibly overblown) Case in point... cheating couple who went viral last week at a concert.
Obviously this is true. But "I once wiped my arse with a pair of socks in the loos at Westminster Abbey because they'd run out of paper at the memorial service for Sterling Moss“ can be both specific whilst also being pretty much unidentifiable.
 

Perfect_Speed4069

I am the beetle in a box that only you can see
in high (he-he) sk'cool we'd practice rolling a joint while driving with the knee, I miss the the innocence of those dazed and confused times
My first Glastonbury, someone drove me home whilst knee driving/skinning up mostly in the outside lane.

Swordfish Trombones, Rain Dogs, then Franks Wild Years on the tape cassette.
 

Melting Pot

Sick & Twisted
Obviously this is true. But "I once wiped my arse with a pair of socks in the loos at Westminster Abbey because they'd run out of paper at the memorial service for Sterling Moss“ can be both specific whilst also being pretty much unidentifiable.
I was chased by police once on my dirt bike in the woods and I had to take a poo. So i used my socks and had to put my riding boots back on with no socks for many years after that I wore 2 pair of socks. Lol

Just for reference that was almost 50 yrs ago before the police would shoot you for such an offense.
 

Perfect_Speed4069

I am the beetle in a box that only you can see
I was chased by police once on my dirt bike in the woods and I had to take a poo. So i used my socks and had to put my riding boots back on with no socks for many years after that I wore 2 pair of socks. Lol
See that's what I'm talking about. Excellent confession. Consider yourself absolved. Thankyou for contributing
 

BeltedCoyote

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Ah heres a good one i just remembered.

I was 8 or 9. We had decided to swap destinations and go to a place my folks wanted to try for vacation. Well, somewhere in north Carolina our ford windstorm overheated. So we found a mall, and in a heat induced daze, went inside to find the food court, where my parents realized they had locked the car keys in the car.

8 hours from home.

Fortunately, there was a Sears right across from said food court. So, we bout a set of screwdrivers. And security then got to see my parents breaking into their own car, me claiming through the back window so I could unlock the thing and let us all back in.

Looking back it seems like a comedy. The mall security car drove by right as I was climbing through the window. I dont remember if they stopped to ask my parents what was going on or not. But yeah.

Broke into my own car as an 8 year old
 

TigoleBitties

Big and Bouncy
Alright, I'll play along.

Once on a business trip in Sweden, some colleagues and I shared a cab ride back to our hotels/apartments. Trying to be chivalrous, I agreed to be dropped off last so some female colleagues wouldn't be in a cab alone late at night. After a night of bar-hopping however without hitting the washrooms, my kidneys were screaming at me and it kinda felt like my back teeth were floating I had to pee so bad.

I remember asking the cab driver to let me off a block early because I couldn't take the effect that the bumps in the road had on my bladder. I was in Sweden somewhat long term so I was in an apartment building and not a hotel. I trotted as fast as I could (was scared to sprint) into the building lobby. At this point my heart sank because I remembered that I had two options that were both bad. 😞

I could take four flights of stairs up to my place (which I knew my bladder couldn't take) or I take my chances with the old-ass "elevator". It was this old-timey elevator with an iron folding gate that you had to drag closed by hand before the outer doors closed and it would move. It was basically a steel cage with closed doors in front but you can look through the steel bars at the elevator shaft all around you while it's moving.

So I rang for the super slow, old timey elevator, resigned to the fact that the fate of my kidneys rested on an elevator that was probably built in nineteen aught six. As soon as it came I ripped the gate open and started mashing the buttons. The minute the door closed however, I knew my time had run out. So I pulled down my pants and peed down the elevator shaft as the uber-slow elevator rambled its up to my floor. 😬

I knew it was kinda crazy but I was gonna explode. I could easily have encountered someone on any floor and I wouldn't have been able to stop the stream. As luck would have it, it was 4am and I didn't get caught. I went to bed laughing and hoping the elevator shaft wouldn't smell like a urinal the next day. 😆
 
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