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Anything Goes
If you can't quite figure out where to put your confession, then this might be just the place!

Did you do something wild on your trip to Europe? Do you fantasize about your therapist ..or your patients? Do you park in handicapped parking spaces? Did you steal a pack of gum from the grocery store? Need to get something off your chest, something you did or something someone did to you? Tell us all here at Anything Goes.

Tell us all about your experiences. Tell us your best or your worst. We want to know.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When we married 3 years ago, my husband and I planned a modest honeymoon to a beach town in the next state. Unfortunately, my husband's grandfather was extremely ill at the time of the wedding. As we packed to leave the morning after the wedding, we received word that he had passed away. So we did not get the chance to go away. And the hotel refused to honor our request for a refund on the honeymoon package.

    We made a vow to each other to have honeymoon A.S.A.P. For three years, we have scrimped and saved to afford a trip to New Orleans, where we met during Mardi Gras in college. This seemed like the year we'd go since we are planning to have a baby next year and won't really be able to get away so easily or justify an extravagant vacation. Now, my husband wants to give all our honeymoon savings to his brother "Dwayne" who is trying to save yet another failed business. My husband argues that we aren't newlyweds anymore. I think it's not only unfair, but throwing good money after bad. Dwayne has wasted $90,000 in get rich schemes and businesses that never get off the ground. If he doesn't get the money from us, he'll "borrow" it from my mother-in-law (which is why my husband wants to be the one to make the loan. Which I know we'll never see again.)

    Am I being unreasonable?

    #729 — Comments (6) — Feb 23, 2004 at 4:00 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I am thouroghly amazed at how many perfect people reply to posts on this site.
    We have the spell checkers, and the name callers. Someone confesses to an affair, yet they are called a "slut" or worse.
    We have the high intelligent ones that can only reply with "gross", or "stupid".
    How can any of the repliers honestly say these things? Are they so pure? Has not any of them fell to temptations of drugs, booze, or sex?
    Honestly, if one cannot post a sensible answer, why post one at all?

    #727 — Comments (15) — Feb 21, 2004 at 10:36 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Before you read this, please don't flame me, I am really sorry for everything I've done!

    When I was born, my parents felt like they were saving the world. Why? As members of the Unified Caucasian Church, they were matched up as a "good genetic match" and instructed to have as many blond, blue-eyed babies as possible. I was baby number 12! My parents went on to have two more kids. Despite being painfully poor, we were so proud of having so many perfect Aryans in our family. Of my 13 siblings only 2 have dark hair.

    In fact, my whole family was considered perfect white people. On my father's side, everyone had belonged to the KKK before joining the UCC. My grandfather killed black people who tried to register to vote in the South. On my mother's side of the family (German), her father was a Nazi and two of her uncles started neo-Nazi groups in Germany. She came here in the 50s to look for an Aryan husband --kind like a mail order bride service for white supremacists.

    We went to a UCC church and were home schooled with an emphasis on "The History of Caucasian People". I am shamed to say that Hitler was considered a saint. We even had a picture of him with like a halo around his head. We celebrated his birthday with a German chocolate cake!

    My family did a lot of bad things to black people and Jews. Hate mail and so on. It was mostly my parents and my brothers, but my sisters and I helped prepare letters and once, I threw a Molotov cocktail through a store window.

    When I was 13 and became a woman (had my first period), my family started looking for a husband for me. I was married at age 14 and 1/2 to a German distant cousin who was 22. He had already been married, but divorced his 1st wife when he learned that she had a Gypsy great-grandmother. I got pregnant right away and had 3 kids in a little less than 3 years. Then I had a nervous breakdown and just left the farm and started walking down the highway in my nightgown trying to give people my kids. I ended up in the state mental hospital.

    While I was there I met people of different races for the first time. My pyschologist was from India. He helped me to see how my family twisted me. Eventually, I decided to get a divorce and get custody of my kids. But my husband took them and disappeared. I know that racist groups are helping him hide. My kids are 10, 11, and 12 now and don't know me at all.

    I got a divorce and custody in absentia and have tried to move on with my life. My husband and I recently decided to adopt a child. (He had a vasectomy 5 years ago and it is irreversiblke because of an infection that followed). I am thinking a good way to atone would be to adopt a non-white child. But my husband thinks that my past would make such a child feel uncomfortable, what do you think?

    #726 — Comments (4) — Feb 20, 2004 at 11:43 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I saw the pickup owned by my cheatin wife's boyfriend parked close to his apartment. Armed & ready it was a simple task to lift the hood and pour a concentrated mixture of grinding paste mixed with spirit into the oil filler spout.

    #725 — Comments (2) — Feb 20, 2004 at 3:36 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    We always hear "the rules" from the female side.
    Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules!
    Please note ... These are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!

    1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

    1. Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

    1. Shopping is NOT a sport, and no, we are never going to think of it that way.

    1. Crying is blackmail.

    1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

    1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

    1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

    1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

    1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In Fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

    1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

    1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.

    1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

    1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

    1. Christopher Columbus & Captain Cook did not need directions and neither do we.

    1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

    1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

    1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

    1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

    1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine, really.

    1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as football, computers, or fast cars.

    1. You have enough clothes.

    1. You have too many shoes.

    1. I am in shape. Round is a shape.

    Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know men really don't mind that, it's like camping.

    Pass this to as many men as you can - to give them a laugh.
    Pass this to as many women as you can - to give them an education.

    #724 — Comments (3) — Feb 16, 2004 at 11:42 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm 24 and in less than three hours, I am marrying my older brother's gay lover so that "Paolo" can stay in the United States. We have to stay married for up to 3 years for Paolo to get citizenship. I wouldn't resent doing this so much if it wasn't for the fact that 3 years ago, my brother and his then-long time companion, "Jim" asked me to help them realize their dream of having a family. I carried a child by Jim for 9 months and then gave the baby up for adoption by my brother. My brother promised that he and Jim would always be together. When "Sara" was five months old, Jim "got religion" after some friends died of AIDS, decided he was no longer gay, and left my brother for a woman from his church. I am now basically raising Sara because my brother was really devasted by Jim leaving and had a nervous breakdown so he couldn't handle the responsibility on his own at the time. Then my brother met Paolo, here on a student visa. Paolo is 22 and doesn't want any kids. I guess that is fine because I'm not giving Sara back now (even if legally she is my brother's kid) and I'm not having any more! But I couldn't say no to the marriage because my brother raised me after our dad murdered our mom. He had to drop out of college to be there for me and basically gave up his twenties to be a surrogate dad. Otherwise, I would have been in foster care for 8 years.

    #723 — Comments (9) — Feb 15, 2004 at 6:45 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    What is butt cheese? I know what klingons are, but not cheese.

    #722 — Comments (8) — Feb 9, 2004 at 8:51 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I was looking though an AOL message board when I came across a rather nasty post about gays. It had all the typical hateful slurs about gays. I reported the post to AOL. I then checked his profile. He actually had his employers website in it. So I sent a copy of his post and his profile to his employer. I sent him an email and told him what i did. He wrote me the next morning and said his account from AOL was terminated, but he was able to get reconnected. And he begged me not to send anything to his employer, which I had already done. His employer emailed me back saying thanks for bringing it to his attention, and gauranteed me it would not happen again. I then recieved another email from the poster thanking me for getting him suspended from work for two weeks. He said he might not have a job when he went back. He also had to tell me how I was taking food out of the mouths of his wife and kids. He then told me to have a nice life. I feel kind of like a dick, but he shouldn't post hate on the web.

    #721 — Comments (5) — Feb 8, 2004 at 3:41 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I have this "friend" (and that is using it sparingly) named Sheila. She is a beachball with legs. NO KIDDING. She's annoying the hell out of me. She won't leave me alone. She keeps calling and calling. I have tried to tell her I don't like her, it doesn't work. PLUS, she is a lesbian and I am not. She touches me and it's ICKY ICKY ICKY ICKY. I tell her "no" but she holds me down! She has at least 50 to 100 pounds on me and is stronger. HELP! She's just ahhhhh, too much. WHAT DO I DO. she won't take a hint

    #719 — Comments (9) — Feb 2, 2004 at 8:51 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My sister is dating a black guy. No big deal except for the fact that this guy is what you'd call a "thug". He's been to jail, has corn row and gold teeth. He has two different kids from two different women. He lives at his grandmother's house. No car or job, so naturally he can't pay child support. I refuse to let that loser come over with her to my house. It makes no sence, she has a good job and a bright future. That guy has nothing. He's using her and she doesn't see it. He would be a great Maury Povich guest, but not a good boyfriend for my sister. I have no problem with her dating a black guy. Just get one with some dreams, goals, and education.

    #717 — Comments (7) — Feb 2, 2004 at 7:38 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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