The TMI Thread

[Nine Volt]

You smell your own anus?

[SpyPie]

Only when I smell something interesting coming from my Chair.

[Nine Volt]

A quote from something special,
"Applejack could only gape in horror as a disgusting mixture of blood and semen oozed from Dash's still gaping anus."

[SpyPie]

A quote from something special,
"Applejack could only gape in horror as a disgusting mixture of blood and semen oozed from Dash's still gaping anus."

If you're writing that, you might want to include feces in that mixture.

[Nine Volt]

Will do

[SpyPie]

This is why we should write together.

[Nine Volt]

Only after we make /mlpbmu/

[SpyPie]

Ohjeez

[Nine Volt]

Chinese mafia never forgets (-_(-_(-_-)_-)_-)

[soup2504]

Oh, yeah, just rememberd my mom telling me this a while ago.

When I was young, I found one of her dildos and started chewing on it because I thought it was candy...

Now that I think about it... Just... wat.

Jesus Christ! What have you done to me?
You win.
You win forever.

Thank you, thank you all :^))))))))))))))))) ;~)))))

Also, I just realized that I spelled "Remembered" wrong...

Why ;_;

[soup2504]

Oh yeah, here's something that happened the other day. I was in the car with my grandmother, and I thought she was scratching her ear. Next thing I know, she puts her finger in her mouth, so I just stare at her wondering what the hell she's doing, and then she puts her finger in her ear and picks it, then she put her finger in her mouth again. I said "What the hell are you doing?" and she looked at me and said "What's wrong?". I say "You're eating your earwax! That's what's wrong! Why??" and this is what she tells me... "I know. I'm doing it because it tastes weird."

That's a pretty damn good reason.

[Nine Volt]

Because you like it :3

[Lethaargic]

I'm high as tits right now

[SpyPie]

I really, really do love you all.

[Pewter Robot]

I really, really do love you all.

Would you fuck us?
I'd fuck you. I'd fuck you so hard.

[SpyPie]

I really, really do love you all.

Would you fuck us?
I'd fuck you. I'd fuck you so hard.

If I was Implied to. Sure

[Nine Volt]

Well, after a few minutes of thinking it over, I've come up with answers to the questions we've all been asking.

What does _____'s vag taste like?

Twilight - tastes like Celestia's horn
Applejack - apples, obviously
Fluttershy - bunnies
Dash - big black dildos
Pinkie - cake mix
Rarity - the same as a steak knife
Celestia - week old cold pizza
Luna - moon rocks
Vinyl - Monster energy drink & sub bass
Octavia - the inside of Vinyl's mouth
Applebloom - Scootaloo's hoof
Sweetie Belle - steel
Scootaloo - who knows, but it's probably covered in purple hair anyway, yuck
Spitfire - pure, uncut cocaine
Gilda - feathers and Rainbow Dash's underwear
The Mayor - dust 'n' crust
Lyra - bon-bons
Bon-Bon - fish
Trixie - water (inside joke :3)
Colgate - Crest
Every Female Brony - ass sweat and BO *trollface.jpg*

[SpyPie]

Imagined the car had a penis and fapped to it.

[Pseudo]

Well, I suppose I should post this before I leave for the holidays....





I suffer (not suffer, more like, have) a small case of REM (Rapid-Eye Movement).
This means I'm a very heavy sleeper, but on the positive side, I have stronger dreams than most people.
I have done some recording of my dreams, but frankly, I stopped after a couple due to some horrible things.

Anyway, I finally worked out that Big Mac most emblems me and thus, is best ponee.
I've had three dreams in a row recently of pretty much the same thing, and I might as well share them, as 3 in a row has never happened before. This all happened a couple of days ago and frankly, I can't share it to anyone but the internet. How ironic.

First night I slept 6 hours. I dreamt I was in the inner city of Canberra (look up Civic of Canberra, Australia), walking with Big Mac. Nobody else was around and I heard a nice melody, which is familiar to me, but I couldn't pinpoint it. We sat on a bench. There wasn't any talking, mainly just scenery and staring at Big Mac. One thing I memorised was that he was just shorter than me. It was a simple and nice dream that got nowhere and was generally forgotten. If I had known it would have come to the following, I would've written down everything possible on a notepad ASAP.

Second night I slept 10 hours, as I wanted more of this to see where it was going. I was in an Equestrian Barn and all was silent. It was sunset and I remember vividly how bright the sun was shining in. I heard noises coming from deeper in the barn, so I went to investigate, somewhat. It was Big Mac's voice, giggling, somewhat. I opened a door and this is where you have to picture this. I didn't actually see anything. It was just a camera angle of me being so shocked at what I saw, whatever it was. I then ran from the barn (illogical because I cannot run, so it was cheesy) in a rather panicked state. I bumped into Applejack and tripped over her (she was half the height of me). I looked up and saw the bright sun and just as her face came into view, I remember all of Equestria just cut into some kind of black void (which I've worked out generally means that I should avoid something or should connotate it with 'bad'). It faded and I was back on the bench from the previous night, but without Big Mac. I stood up and called him. The full city in peak time then flashed back, as if it was very crowded like any other public place. I think there may have been some running around for him, but I remember waking up after that pretty quickly.

The third night was the most interesting. I slept for 7 hours. This time, I saw Braeburn. It was just at the edge of the barn in Equestria, on the outside, exactly the same as last night. In a fusion of the Engineer from TF2's accent and his own, he told me about Big Mac, just random conversation. I can't remember exactly what, to be honest. It then cut back to the city scene, in full session, but with Big Mac sitting next to me at the bench again. I said something that Braeburn told me, and again, I can't remember what, if anything, I said. Big Mac then looked shocked. All the people disappeared and the black void came back up. Just me floating there for a bit. Then the strangest thing happened. I initially thought I had woken up and I believed this when I actually HAD; Big Mac was in bed with me. I remember him stating 'Howdy.' in a rather smooth tone. This was first person for me, so I rolled over and looked at him straight in the eyes. Cartoony eyes, but deep. I think I then leaned for a kiss, and so we did. He tasted like any other kiss would, frankly. I heard the melody softly as we kissed, then it pounded my ear, much like headphones do when you turn them up instead of down and quickly woke me up. And yes, the bed was somewhat stained (doesn't happen often, I swear to god, this was like the 2nd time ever).

What I don't get is that I'm not homosexual nor would I clop. I've been tentatively avoiding clop for 6 months now. I haven't been on the r34 in my life. And I don't mind homosexuality, I think it's pretty awesome, but it's not me. It doesn't make sense that I would have a 3-stage dream with repeating shock seqences, voids and pony lust, especially all of a sudden.

tl;dr Seriously messed up wet lucid dreams about Big Mac. Also realised I should write clopfics or something...

I'll be back on the 7th of January 2013.
I'll read the responses here, I guess.

[randomblockfilms]

ok there is a lot of TMI and WTF stuff in this thread o_o

but ill contribute! :D

ok so my family decided to repaint my room after 12 years of having yellow and white with nascar wallpaper edge thing. so in order to do that we had to move most of my stuff out of my room. when that was done, we decided to vacuum the carpet. we had just emptied the vacuum cleaner so we can clean it and see how much dust and stuff was in the carpet. in like 2 minutes, i cleaned about a thrid of my room and the vacuum cleaner was full of dust and stuff. kinda sick-ish.

not a terrible TMI but i thought it belonged here. :P

[Pseudo]

ok there is a lot of TMI and WTF stuff in this thread o_o

but ill contribute!

ok so my family decided to repaint my room after 12 years of having yellow and white with nascar wallpaper edge thing. so in order to do that we had to move most of my stuff out of my room. when that was done, we decided to vacuum the carpet. we had just emptied the vacuum cleaner so we can clean it and see how much dust and stuff was in the carpet. in like 2 minutes, i cleaned about a thrid of my room and the vacuum cleaner was full of dust and stuff. kinda sick-ish.

not a terrible TMI but i thought it belonged here.

Welcome to MLR. Not quite the TMI this thread is about, but hey, weird speedy room cleaning. Also, hang around the spam thread for good posts like this hehe. Good for newbies, too.

[Strezzkev]

I love the feel of moist towellets

[Nine Volt]

Seriously? You guys have pathetic TMI. Let me rectify that.

The man grinned. It was his dream come true. Here in front of him stood the most beautiful iceberg he'd ever seen, just sitting there, unused. Grabbing his ice picks, the man stepped slowly to the iceberg's smooth, crystalline surface, shining in the day's light. Despite the frigidity of his surroundings, the man's forehead glistened with sweat and his heart was pounding. He took one tentative step from the small ledge he'd been resting on, then lifted his other foot and planted them both firmly on the silky surface of the iceberg. He stooped down to feel the light dusting of snow on the icy mass.

"You're beautiful," he spoke softly as he gently caressed and stroked the magnificent ice island underneath him. His smile widened as he noted a large arch spanning almost the full length of the iceberg off to the north side. Something in the distance dropped into the water; probably a rock or a chunk of ice.

He tried to resist it. He really did. But the smooth, succulent surface of the silky slice of ice was far too tantalizing for his feeble efforts. His eyes took on a wild, manic look as a primal urge overcame his last inhibitions. With a loud yell, he thrust his dick into the ice, not even flinching when the chill froze his balls almost instantly. Grunting like an angry gorilla, he slammed his throbbing meat pistol into the ice with ferocious intensity, letting the dusty snow coat his penis in white powder. He thrust back and forth for a minute, then suddenly a look of pure bliss overcame him as he came directly into the iceberg, blowing a huge load into its frozen crevices. White mixed with white as his member wilted almost immediately, desperately trying to escape the bitter cold.

"I love you," he whispered as he fell backwards into the sea, his life's goal finally reached.

[Pewter Robot]

What I don't get is that I'm not homosexual nor would I clop. I've been tentatively avoiding clop for 6 months now. I haven't been on the r34 in my life. And I don't mind homosexuality, I think it's pretty awesome, but it's not me. It doesn't make sense that I would have a 3-stage dream with repeating shock seqences, voids and pony lust, especially all of a sudden.

tl;dr Seriously messed up wet lucid dreams about Big Mac. Also realised I should write clopfics or something...

I'll be back on the 7th of January 2013.
I'll read the responses here, I guess.

Sounds like you might be bisexual. 60% of people are, but most don't know it. You may be one of that demographic.

[Pewter Robot]

Seriously? You guys have pathetic TMI. Let me rectify that.

The man grinned. It was his dream come true. Here in front of him stood the most beautiful iceberg he'd ever seen, just sitting there, unused. Grabbing his ice picks, the man stepped slowly to the iceberg's smooth, crystalline surface, shining in the day's light. Despite the frigidity of his surroundings, the man's forehead glistened with sweat and his heart was pounding. He took one tentative step from the small ledge he'd been resting on, then lifted his other foot and planted them both firmly on the silky surface of the iceberg. He stooped down to feel the light dusting of snow on the icy mass.

"You're beautiful," he spoke softly as he gently caressed and stroked the magnificent ice island underneath him. His smile widened as he noted a large arch spanning almost the full length of the iceberg off to the north side. Something in the distance dropped into the water; probably a rock or a chunk of ice.

He tried to resist it. He really did. But the smooth, succulent surface of the silky slice of ice was far too tantalizing for his feeble efforts. His eyes took on a wild, manic look as a primal urge overcame his last inhibitions. With a loud yell, he thrust his dick into the ice, not even flinching when the chill froze his balls almost instantly. Grunting like an angry gorilla, he slammed his throbbing meat pistol into the ice with ferocious intensity, letting the dusty snow coat his penis in white powder. He thrust back and forth for a minute, then suddenly a look of pure bliss overcame him as he came directly into the iceberg, blowing a huge load into its frozen crevices. White mixed with white as his member wilted almost immediately, desperately trying to escape the bitter cold.

"I love you," he whispered as he fell backwards into the sea, his life's goal finally reached.

tl;dr Nine Volt smokes crack