This is not a jest on the person before me, but just a semi-related fact: In the words of Dewey Cox, "I'M SMELL BLIND!"

Anosmia. It's a bit like color blindness in that it doesn't mean you see specifically in grayscale. Just that saturation is extremely dull and lacking. I can smell some select strong odors, but for the most part fragrances do nothing for me.

i have mental rods screws and pins in both of my legs.

I have a titanium plate and 11 screws in my left wrist.

i am 75% deaf in my -right ear. i can only hear out of my left ear

I actually do not know any ‘full’ second language.

I’ve studied Latin, French, Spanish, and ASL. While I know enough Spanish to get by, I am still not fluent. Life just always got in the way when I tried to learn these things. I’m thinking maybe I should give it another shot soon.

I am technically semi-blind in my right eye. When I close my left, I can sort of see out of it. Like, I can see what I'm looking at. I see letters and shapes and everything is still there, but it's very blurry for me. I have to zoom in really close and even then it's not fully clear with my right eye alone.

It's probably due to my genetic eye deterioration disorder that runs in my family. My dad has the same thing as well.

My right eye was always my weak one too. It started out as just having a lazy eye, but around my mid-20s, I think that's when it started to get blurry. I don't know if there's any fixing it. I probably should get it looked at by a specialist whenever I can find the time.

i had one serizure in my life and that was from drinking way to much water and not really eating because i was having a very bad dental issue and water was only thing that was calm the nerve that signal pain to my brain. the only thing that got broken was my right hip they say i crush it and they had to put it back together like a puzzle and they are surprise that is the only thing i broke

I've never broken a bone. *knocks furiously on wood*

i am the oldest adult child in my family but i am also the shortest

I can do this weird thing with my right leg where it shakes so fast, it's like it's having a seizure even though it's not and it is the only part that shakes, it's so weird but cool, sounds cool in tap shoes.

i use to have a hole in my heart i was born with but i had surgery about 8 years ago to fix it

I post more in Spam than any actual roleplay because I have chronic commitment issues and can not post things in spam without it being an problem for anybody.

@KallethI can appreciate this statement. I do not have a problem with commitments; I am married after all. But I do not have a lot of time to spend on this hobby. Therefore, I find it challenging to keep up with more than one or two RPs. Yes, I also post more in Spam than in actual RPs. Also, most of the ideas I have for roleplays are not enticing to others.

i do most of my rp's in pm's. and also post alot in spam to since i only have one rp going right now even through i have alot of ideas

I visited my little twin nieces today, and trying to look like the cool uncle I am, volunteered to feed them.

Uh...

Uh.

Well, let's just say because they are identical twins, I kinda mixed it all up and fed one baby twice and left the other hungry.

my favorite dinsey movie is the beauty and the breast.

I’m like 95% sure I helped my science teacher grow psychedelic mushrooms in the eight grade.

Hear me out.

Dude got these giant logs, right? Bought these mushroom spores offline and would never tell us what kind of mushrooms or what site he got them off of. We kept bugging him for answers and he finally said that they were edible but still wouldn’t tell us what they were.

We spent a few class periods drilling holes into the logs and tapping the spores in until one day we carried the logs into the woods across the street. We didn’t put them on a path or anything - just spent a hour hiking through the woods, dropped the logs off and went back to school.

He promised us that we would get to check on our mushrooms - but we never got to. He moved to Oregon about a month later, and then to Puerto Rico a few months after that.

As far as I know no one has ever been back to find the mushrooms or anything.

Dude was a cool teacher… but something about this class project just seemed sketchy.

when i was in school my favorite class was creative writing.

when i was in school my favorite class was creative writing.

I could say that too, but I also enjoyed Math; Algebra 1, Geometry, Algebra 2 & Trigonometry and Calculus. Those were fun too. :)

i was ok with math all the way to sixth grade or seventh but once they add letters to it and other stuff i was like uh what the world is this.