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mkendrick, that is the best fart story EVER, and I love it!
Aclai - you're lucky you didn't fall off the treadmill! congrats on your loss, flapping or no flapping it's good news all around. Here's my TMI...I went drinking on Saturday night and overdid it. Ended up at a really lame club with some people I don't know well enough to really let loose around. I fell asleep for a couple hours and then it was time to go. In the convenience store nearby picking out water when I got the spins. I really thought I was going to be sick but I had no idea which end it was going to come out of. My friends were all leaving so I jumped in a cab, chancing it. Managed to hold it in - as soon as I got to my friend's place I ran to the bathroom and shat my brains out, all the while clutching a plastic bag because it really felt like I was going to throw up too. As soon as I finished pooping I had to turn around and face my mess face-to-face because I was CERTAIN I had to barf. I got the stomach contractions and everything but didn't throw up and went to bed. Woke up with no hangover. Man that was gross. |
Ahahaha, krampus!! That made me LOL. At least you didn't have a hangover.
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You're not alone. My fiance (was in the military himself) thinks that farting is HILARIOUS. As in, the funniest thing in the world. I can have gas problems due to my hypothyroidism, and whenever I fart, he thinks it's hilarious to yell "BUTT TRUMPET!!!" Sometimes, when it's a rather large fart, he'll yell "BUTT TUBA!!!!" I'm laughing thinking about it now. So I counter back with "yay I'm engaged to a 5-year-old!" and I'll do it to him too whenever he farts which is often. And in his sleep too. One time, he farted in his sleep and then laughed. IN HIS SLEEP. He even thinks farting is funny when he's sleeping. |
I don't know if it's TMI (love this thread, by the way. I thought I was the only one curious about this stuff!) but since a few of my friends can't stand the discussion of blood I decided to play it safe.
Does anyone else donate blood? I've got an appointment today to donate (I donate like clockwork, once every 60 days or so) and it always jump-starts my losing. Our blood bank also has a health tracker for donors which records our vitals at time of donation, and cholesterol levels from the blood we gave as a free service. What makes this TMI is that I am fascinated by the needle when they hook me up to the machine, and I feel purified after donation, is that weird? |
Ooooh I love donating blood. I love the needles and I do feel kind of "cleaner" after donating. Like I've just lost enough weight in blood to justify eating the entire cookie/glucose table...
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Can I just say how happy I am this thread is still alive since the last time I've been here? You guys are awesome!
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I used to donate blood regularly before I moved (which reminds me I should make an appointment....) but it has never gotten less terrifying for me. I hate needles and I get freaked out by the thought of the blood draining from my arm.
I also have a slight vein phobia too though. Sometimes just having things touch the underside of my wrist freaks me out a little because of the veins there. Hey, I never claimed to be normal. :lol: Now that you mention it though, I think I generally do feel "cleaner" after donating. I'm not sure if cleaner is the right word though. More like refreshed. In my completely unscientific brain it makes sense to me that regular donating would be good for the body because you are forced to renew the blood supply which should make you stronger and more efficient. Sort of like strength training. Of course that is probably just total silliness! |
My TMI is that I just discovered last night how badly I want my boobs gone. I used to get obscene comments from old men when they were large C's. Now I can squeeze into a B, and I'm completely fine with them being smaller.
They're so gross and squishy. :kickcan: |
Lacey, what is that smiley? It's brilliant! :D
TMI, my stomach fat dangles like one of those foam-filled bean bag pillows when I am on all fours. When I do jumping jacks it bounces. I still can't run comfortably without holding it in. Sometimes I hold it in my hands, make it into multiple rolls and wobble it around and curse the gods. It's getting a little better but for the love of god I am going to have to get down to like 100 pounds before it goes away. |
Oh, big negative on the donating blood. I HATE needles. Just a phobia, I guess. Because of this, I've always avoided blood donations like the plague. I think it's a fantastic thing to do, I just knew that I personally wouldn't be able to deal with it. Well a few months ago, I hadn't eaten breakfast to begin with, I'd just had a fantastic butt-kicking cardio session at the gym, and what do you know, there was a blood donation bus parked outside the gym. I was feeling like a rockstar after working out, so I decided I was finally ballsy enough to donate blood. They put me in that tiny cramped room and was asking my name and stuff. WITHOUT WARNING ME, the lady PRICKED my finger!!! So I'm sitting there reeling from the fact that I'd just been pricked and then she siphoned my blood into a little straw thing. I was horrified and sick to my stomach. I pulled my finger away, stood up and said "Actually...I don't think I want to donate blood." I then proceeded to pass out hard. Like straight up fainted, fell like a rock to the floor, kerplunk, kind of pass out. I woke up later with a bunch of ladies fanning me and trying to give me an apple juice straw. So I tried to give blood, I didn't even make it past the screening process, lol.
And Krampus, my residual belly flab/deflated belly skin hangs farther down than my boobies when I'm on all fours (if I'm not sucking it in, that is). It's super squishy and gross. I kinda like poking at it, not gonna lie...morbid curiosity, I suppose. |
mkendrick- If you ever do get around to attempting to donate blood again, don't do it after a workout! I gave blood post-workout once and the blood rushed out of me so fast I came very close to passing out. This coming from a person who usually sees 3 people come and go from the other chairs in the time it takes me to fill a bag. It was by far and away the fastest donation I've ever done, but I made up that extra time lying in the chair trying not to throw up after.
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Okay, this is kind of TMI.
I never had a problem with "camel toe" until pretty recently- I'm currently at my highest ever weight. Did any of you experience this problem at higher weights? |
krampus, it's : kickcan :
I know I'll be glad one day that weightloss made my TOM regular, but right now I'm really hating it. I miss having a month off every once in a while. Now, for the first time in my life, I know the exact day to expect it. |
The thought of needles and veins skeeves me out a little too. I work as a vet tech, and I'm fine with the animals, but as soon as I think about my own veins and needles, I get kind of sick to my stomach.
Kaelah, I've never had a camel toe problem except with some of my exercise clothes. I usually wear stiffer fabrics like jeans, though. I usually just wear a t-shirt that covers my crotch my when I work out. Any one else have a burping problem? I swear I must swallow way too much air all day long. |
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My tmi of the day.. i had really bad stomach noises/gas at the gym.. so while working out i would periodically pause my music to make sure nobody else can hear my stomach noises hehe :p:o |
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