(January 18, 2014 at 1:54 am)Faith No More Wrote:(January 18, 2014 at 1:40 am)Drich Wrote: I thought I was the only one! I have lived with this shame for almost 40 years, the only people I have ever told about this are those who ask me to get them a cotton ball and I can't, or when ever I open a new bottle of aspirin I have to get someone to remove the cotton for me.. Forcing me to tell them my kryptonite.. My wife trying to help me break from my 'sissyness' as she lovingly identified it, poured a whole bag of them on me while I slept. It felt like I was being electrocuted. There is something evil about cotton balls.
And here I thought I was the only one!
Perhaps there are more of us...
Stand proud, brother, and no longer feel ashamed for your affliction. We must be open with our suffering so others that are embarrassed to mention their pain may find the strength to announce to the world that they can't touch cotton balls. Maybe one day we can rid the world of this diabolical menace.
There are indeed more of you. I've known many. I bet you also love cotten candy / candy floss as well.
One day we will launch a pogram of annihilation against you. Freaks
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken."
Sith code
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken."
Sith code