greenmangostudio

My brain is a monstrosity—truly a Frankenstein of nature. So, I cooked this giant loaf of garlic bread for dinner tonight, both halves of the loaf. I figured I’d give the other side to my roommate, right? Then, after careful consideration, I realized that eating JUST garlic bread for dinner is not a normal thing to do, and that he would probably think it was weird as well. So, as one does, I ate both halves of the garlic bread before he ever saw it, to make sure my crime would go unnoticed. Now, my stomach is killing me, and I haven't left my chair in ~45 minutes. it should be noted, that for some reason, I ate it IN THE kitchen. I basically wolfed it down before he had the opportunity to come out. Regretting my choices currently. TL;DR: I cooked a whole loaf of garlic bread for dinner, realized that’s a weird meal, and ate the evidence to avoid judgment. My stomach is now paying the price.

TIFU by have a bet with my bro. My brother and I made a bet one drunken night regarding the NFL Honors. I bet my older bro that Stafford would win MVP, and he chose Maye. We made a bet who ever lost would have to eat a single dog turd from our family's tiny poodle. No rules on how or with what. I won. Still regret it. Bro ate a turd on a hot dog bun with hot sauce, mustard, vinegar, and a hot dog split in half. Needless to say vomit ensued. This already had me gagging prior to him eating it but i vomited multiple times as well. We took shots prior to him eating it hoping it would soften the blow, but as i said. It completely did not. This was 100% fucked all around. I will say I'm actually surprised he kept the bet. Not saying i wouldn't but he took it like a chanp. No complaints. No delay. Just housing the entire turd. I don't understand why i must make this entirely too long. It's a straight to the point story. No major omissions were presented in the retelling. ...

So, this happened when I was 8 and my little brother was just 2 and a half. Mom had stepped out, and I thought, “Finally, some peace and quiet!” I could have a mini beauty session painting my nails, putting on lipstick and gloss, feeling like a true little beauty queen ✨. The room smelled like a mix of sweet makeup and my excitement. I was completely absorbed in my reflection, imagining myself as a superstar, when I forgot to notice my tiny little “artist” lurking nearby. He loved exploring and “creating,” and I guess the moment I wasn’t looking, he decided it was time to experiment. At first, I didn’t notice… until I turned around and froze. There he was, grinning proudly, with nail polish on his most private area. 💄 😳 My brain literally shut down. My thoughts were like: “Do I laugh? Scream? Cry? Or run for mom?” Spoiler: all at once. Mom walked in at that exact moment, and I swear, she went full-on panic mode. That expensive nail polish barely came off, and the whole family en...

Well.. where to start. I (26f) work as a welder at a company for about a year now. My boss (56m) and i work together a lot. In out private time we chat a lot aswell, we talk about everything including our sex lives and problems at home. Now i have a family, i am happily married for 3 years and have 2 small children (ages 1 and 3). He is married for over 30 years and has 2 children (23m and 26m). He has a big problem in his family where he found out his wife was sexually abused just before they got together and it came out just a few months ago, this hurt him more because she didn't tell him rather then it happend (he still loves her but has to work through this). I help him with this since we talk a lot and knows i will always be honest even if he doesn't like my awnser. He knows i go to a therapist and i tell him what we talk about, he listens and gives me tips aswel. He is also really sad he couldn't experiment much with sex since his wife doesn't want to do anything...

I failed out of College, my Gpa dropped below 2 for 2 semesters straight and i had a letter and email sent informing me of my said failure. I, of course, appealed and luckily i was accepted for the appeal, i have been in the remedial program for said college for about a month now without telling my parents. earlier today i received a text from my brother informing me my parents had discovered the letter of dismissal. i have not yet returned to my home and am writing this after my last class of the day. I am quite afraid of what they will say when i return home. I ma unsure of what to do or say, i am unsure of if they have even read the letter. I know in my bones i would have had to tell theme eventually as on of the classes i failed is required to graduate but I don't know what to do any advice for me before i go to face the music? TL;DR: failed out of college but appealed successfully, have yet to tell my parents. they found the original letter of dismissal, haven't yet ret...

There was an intervention at my apartment last night. My friends joined forces to confront our youngest friend about his relationship with his gf. I'm gonna call him Kyle. All of us believed Kyle was in a toxic relationship based on how many times his gf blatantly cheated on him. I mean, she's shamelessly tried to hook up with almost all of us, including me. Now before I get to the outcome of the intervention, I need to explain why I feel like I fucked up. I was the person who suggested an intervention. I was joking at the time, but then the group nodded in agreement. The group voted that I should invite our friend to my apartment because I had the strongest relationship with him. I reluctantly agreed and eventually invited my friend over without telling him it was gonna be an ambush, albeit an ambush with good intentions. As soon as Kyle arrived at my apartment and realised what was happening, he opted to leave, but I encouraged him to at least hear us out. Kyle decided to s...