Real World Confessions


You can confess to the Web or just move along. Only the anonymous posters to this page are responsible for its contents.


Bob from Los Angeles writes:

Dear WEB:

I waste inordinate amounts of time on the WEB while my wife is convinced that I am working hard. It wouldn't be so bad, except that while I work she takes care of our children, and that is not so easy. Sometimes she finds out that I haven't been working that hard and she is annoyed. I really shouldn't do that.


Mr Nice Guy from The Computer Club writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been sitting here for 11 hours, crusing around the web. My vision is blured but i can't stop examine all the links that I havn't seen... Soon I will be a part of the net! Yeah! CYBERSPACE! aaaaaaaaaaah.... oh, i'm back? eh? I also have to stop use cokeTM. YES! But I got some great music here! To bad I can't send you any samples... NICE! So... Wait, don't go!!! (sob) "Det kan vara kul att skoja med amerikaner!"


Guilty from nowhere writes:

Dear WEB:

here and there I lose my time on the Web


Cyber Cat from Cambridge, England writes:

Dear WEB:

Help ! Help ! I'v been trapped in the Web now for months, living off nothing but Microsoft mice and the occasional gopher. Veronica is my only friend, and I scared by the telnet daemons late at night. Please come and vist me !


Claudio from Turin writes:

Dear WEB:

No one wants to look HERE?


Madman from Disneyland writes:

Dear WEB:

While out wandering around Disneyland, I actually had lascivious thoughts about Minnie, I mean she is kinda cute in that mini-skirt with the great big shoes. Come visit my page Madman Loose In Disneyland


Sebastian Storm from paradise writes:

Dear WEB:

I WAS going to write something, but the withdrawal from Netrek is severe now! Bye!


peter from france writes:

Dear WEB:

I eat mt sisters candy bar yesterday!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


candy from ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

I fuck pigs


ducky from santa monica writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been really bad.


smity from the underworld writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate too much last night.


god from here writes:

Dear WEB:

I comitted to delivering an online database in 8 weeks.


i don't know from god writes:

Dear WEB:

i confess. i secretly read "Sassy" magazine and enjoy it. the bright colors, the glossy pages, the ads for lip gloss, the big-sisterly advice about wayward boys...i savor it all.


tanguero from Lausanne writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a tango junkie.


Morose from Manhattan writes:

Dear WEB:

My thesis is all false. A pack of lies. I have buried the errors so deeply in obfuscation that nobody will ever know. Not that anybody will read it anyway.


violet from northern hemisphere writes:

Dear WEB:

"Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" is one of the most vapid books I've ever read. I couldn't finish it; I was bored to death. Also, Carlos Castaneda is way overrated.


Elroy from Left COast writes:

Dear WEB:

Sorry.


Skal from Paris writes:

Dear WEB:

I spent one more night in front of my computer.
I neglected therefore my conjugal duties.
I forgot to eat.
I finished my page
May the force be with me and absolution be with you.


Prof. S.H.Eepdog from West of myself writes:

Dear WEB:

I am stopping to read the Web because I need a dinner. I have been reading the web since 5 am (it is now 1:33 am, so it's over 20 hours), and I haven't eaten anything in the meantime. But this should be no excuse, I feel very bad having to leave the web because of the needs of the body.


? from ? writes:

Dear WEB:

I waste my time in watching and even doing

MPEGS


Skal from a previous confession writes:

Dear WEB:

I bugged my link, forgetting to instruct Your Almightiness with my port number. I swear it won't happen any more. As penance, I shall stop jeering Windoze. You can insult me. I deserve it. Skal.


The Inmates from The Asylum writes:

Dear WEB:

We have come to confess to the mighty Web. We are finally running the show at The Asylum, and we have done some very horrible things.


Meesha Marianne from Western US writes:

Dear WEB:

Bless me Web, for I need to confess. It's been at least 20 years since my last confession, and while you weren't around then, I feel like I can trust you now with my burden. I like hairy backs. Most of my so-called friends taunt me and laugh at me because of this, but I know in my heart of hearts they are wrong. How can I make them see? I hate them. Forgive me.


Doris from Sunny California writes:

Dear WEB:

I actually LIKE Barry Manilow. Always have, always will. So there.


Jezebel from Jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

Web, Forgive me, I am convinced that everyone else is inferior to me. Is this so wrong?


Gossipy Gertrude from Galvestone writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh WEB, masterful king of forgiveness, I gossip. Not only do I gossip, I live for other people's dirt. Even if someone says, "Don't tell a soul," I can't help but broadcast the juciest tidbits as I loudly sip my singapore sling in the local dive bars. Please put your real names on this bulliten board so I can expand my gossiping tendencies to THE WORLD!!!


Lost in the Web from Ithaca, New York writes:

Dear WEB:

Help! Where am I? How do I get home? Where can I get a taxi? Or at least a good stiff drink...


smokey from middle Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been bad. Real bad. I've been spending too much time finding stupid pages like this one on Mosaic.


Poopsie from paso la kintaro writes:

Dear WEB:

I think I have an itch.


Regis Philbin from Sioux City, Iowa writes:

Dear WEB:

It was my chocolate that mysteriously found its way into Kathi Lee's peanut butter. I can't believe I lied to my friend ? from my adictive screen writes:

Dear WEB:

This is hard, but I have to confess:

I don't watch TV at all!!

I don't even have one!!

...but I waste my time in the Net...

What's the URL of Web-addicts Anonymous??


NewsMan from D.C. writes:

Dear WEB:

Simple T1 isn't cutting it any more. My expectations of responsiveness fostered after years of local program executions are not being met by the pathetic com infrastructure we have today. We need T3 to all the WWW servers. Arrggggh.....


Shadow from everywhere but nowhere writes:

Dear WEB:

L'Ombre se traine, enfermee a jamais dans une nuit sans issue. Un soufflement impersonnel et indifferent l'enveloppe dans l'obscurite troublee seulement par la faible luminescence d'un ecran fixe par des yeux bouffis. La folie s'approche, insidieuse mais determinee, comme une mort de l'esprit. Sans doute est-elle preferable a une lente et horrible destruction de l'inte- rieur. Le sang coule lentement de la plaie creusee par la douleur. L'Ombre est si vielle !... Combien de temps cela fait-il qu'elle est apparue ? Cent ans, mille ans peut-etre. Depuis l'eternite, pour l'eternite, elle est con- damnee a errer sans but, se glisser dans les fissures des murs, parcourir des chemins sombres et deserts. L'espoir n'a plus de sens, pas plus que la peur, ni la douleur. Ce sont des mots vides qui n'existent meme plus. Il ne reste qu'une sourde detresse si- lencieuse. Le monde de la lumiere a presque disparu, il ne subsiste plus que sous la forme du souvenir d'un reve passager comme tous les reves. Le temps s'ecoule, fluide aussi corrosif qu'impalpable. Le futur est hors d'atteinte, definitivement. Demain n'a aucune valeur pour les pensees, hier n'est plus, seul le present reussit encore a penetrer le voile noir qui masque toute con- science. Un vent glacial souffle de l'interieur, balayant les cendres privees de vie. La lumiere brule froidement les yeux, autour de l'Ombre. Le desert gele re- couvre tout. Il ne reste plus rien, c'est fini. L'Ombre va retourner d'ou elle n'aurait jamais du partir .... Le Conte de la Nuit


young lady from venus writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate French.


Old lady from Mars writes:

Dear WEB:

I HATE English.


Lori from Santa Cruz writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been trying to cop a piece of ass over the web all week, but all I get is geekmail.


Satan from Shoes R Us writes:

Dear WEB:

I will collect your sole, mortal


Larry from Seattle writes:

Dear WEB:

Last night I had carnal thoughts about the automatic teller when I went to make a night deposit at the sperm bank.


Wendy from Bill Gate's Office writes:

Dear WEB:

Bill makes me do things.... I like it. He makes me , he makes me do things I can't talk about. If he finds out he'll. All right, I have to tell someone !! Bill makes me do COBOL !! The thing is, the really sick thing is.. I like it. I like all those words. I like the big 132 column listings that come out on the Printronix just like Bill's massive ....no. I can't talk about that. If I said anything about that, Bill says I'll regret it for the rest of my life. He says, I swear this is true, that if I tell anyone about what he does to me, he'll make me listen to Pavarotti while he ties me up and and and.. Oh god, please , I know I'm sick. But I love it. What can I do.......


coney joe from chilie town writes:

Dear WEB:

I licked my fingers after picking my nose. Sorry.


Filthy Phil from Somewhere near Seattle writes:

Dear WEB:

I left the seat up at the convent.


The Hater from Heidelberg writes:

Dear WEB:

Boys 'n' girls, it's now two 'o clock in the morning and I'm tired. Let me go to beeeeeeed! Meanwhile, my Hater's Page will do you no harm.


Freckles from Torrance, Ca writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me for I have sinned.. I ate too many cookies at dinner last night!


ken legend from Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I had rampant sex with a male professor in the faculty lounge.


Some insignificant little guy from What's the capital of Canada again? writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess to the world that I just wasted a good ten minutes reading evryone else's confessions. I'm at the office, and I should be working. Forgive me, if you canfind it in your hearts to do so.


Turnip from the USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a terrible person.


NEW USER from writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to admit I "accidentally" looked at some of the pornography. (at work)


Thomas L. from Nykping writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't stop downloading nasty pictures! Once my mum cought me with my pants down and she told me that I won't go to cyberheaven if I keep on looking at those pics. I've tried and tried but here I am again. Oh I just love Paulina_Nude.gif ! Now I must go I just found some more Cindy! Bye, all you noughty boys !


Vinit Carpenter from http://vinny.csd.mu.edu writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm addicted to the 'net. I spend every single waking moment on it. I NEEEEEEED HEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLPP


MELLO from PCM writes:

Dear WEB:

I did search for j.


The Chief from It's not where you're from... it's where you're at. writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a complete fuckwit when it comes to Internet / Web geek speek ( No offence, to anyone or anything you understand)


magnum from boulder, colorado writes:

Dear WEB:

i am lonely and i need to make friends.


Horny from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been Web-surfing for hours looking for some good gif's and I have nothing to show for it but a hard-on. Time to go snap the carrot!


lostinspace from hereorthere writes:

Dear WEB:

I don't spend enough time on the Web. I just discovered it and I know it wants me, but I just can't give it all it wants.


Young Daniel from North America writes:

Dear WEB:

Psuedomorphic monolayers are the easiest.


Arther from Britan writes:

Dear WEB:

I have deleted my Linux partition And ... And converted it to DOS Web forgive me I needed the space


rick from DC writes:

Dear WEB:

I went home late after my class reunion


You can't get there from here writes:

Dear WEB:

When I think about my life as a programmer sometimes I get very sad. I spend day after day rearranging microscopic magnetic states on my hard disk. When I press the wrong key they all go away. Sometimes I think that I could save a lot of time by just getting the sledgehammer out of the basement and sending those little magnetic bits of fluff to the entropic state they so dearly desire in one fell SWOOP...SMASH. But I haven't got the guts.


I come from another dimension. My name is Nhoj. What does he writes:

Dear WEB:

Please, help me. I wanna go back HOME!! I can't take it anymore! ...These damn Earthlings and their Web !@#$*&% ...


Funky Winkerbean from never-never land writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess! I often forget to put other people's printouts into. I keep them and wallpaper my dorm room with them. Oh, I'm so sorry... I also stick blueberry jam into the disk drive of the workstations.... forgive me...


Jack from NYC writes:

Dear WEB:

I masturbated 10 times today


The Khan-man from the depths of the Net writes:

Dear WEB:

I can understand looking to the net for friends, I can understand looking to the net to be absolved, and I'm sure the Web can forgive anything, even programming in Cobol and listening to Pavarotti. Yes, anything. Anything but DELETING YOUR LINUX PARTITION... AND FOR THAT MATTER REPLACING IT WITH

microshaft DOS!

Geez, get a life, man. Are brits all that stupid? Come now, do a simple fdisk, and install linux again. Needed the space. hhmph. As if.

If you want forgiveness, then do some soul searching here. Or here.


Ultra_ from here and there writes:

Dear WEB:

I completed a trip where I saw the most beeee-uuuuu-tif-full gurl in the world, and man, are my pants full of LUST! Y o why ME! Now she's a half a world away from me and I can't do anything but think about her! and she ain't even on the NET! Baaahh! time for more DOPE


BigPig from Warp 5 (and accelerating) writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess: I prefer playing DOOM to writing my thesis. I confess: I get so bored of DOOM I use all the codes so it goes faster. I confess: I got so bored of DOOM I came here to see if making a confesion would be more interesting. (No) Wagga Wagga


Pat from Belfast writes:

Dear WEB:

Please forgive me, I am a research student funded by taxpayers money and I don't do any work. I try, I really do, but something always comes up. Gotta go check my mail. Please forgive me lord.


Cool Ray from Huntington Beach writes:

Dear WEB:

I entered the net 2 months ago, and to be sure I didn't get lost I left a trail of bread crumbslost I left a trail of bread crumbs.....if you see any please don't eat them or I'll be lost in here forever...........I used to be disgusted but now I try to be amused....


"The Juice" from near the window- somewhere in LA County Jail writes:

Dear WEB:

OK, OK, I did it!! You want to know why? The bitch wouldn'tlet me borrow any more of her used underwear- I just sort ofsnapped, man! When she was my bitch I could get into that drawer any time I wanted to! Kato offered me some of his but it just wasn't the same!!! Any one out there got anythey can send me?


She comes from beyond normality...when she is bored she writes:

Dear WEB:

oh, help me!! i've fallen into the Web and i can't reach my beeper! i confess that i have no life beyond the Web, so therefore nothing to forgive other than which i've already confessed at Web-Addicts Anoymous. i also confess that i recognize 'magnum' from 'boulder, colorado' by the s/he ( i'm not telling which) doesn't use capitalization...


MosaicAddict from Great White North writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear WEB: I skip classes at school all the time so I can use Mosaic. I just go to school so I can use Mosaic on their X-Terminals. I am flunking all my courses. I have no life. Help. MosaicAddict


dug from sunya writes:

Dear WEB:

i overobused internet


farm hand from pl--uto writes:

Dear WEB:

I pissed in my laundry today. And I had my girlfriend wash with liquid tide. She refused. So I squirted the stuff into her mouth. Oh well.


piggy from winnypeg writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed my neighbour, and raped my printer. I thrown my computer through the windoze after a 50 hrs programming marathon, full of bugs ...


Mariah from South writes:

Dear WEB:

I have play today and not done much work!


from writes:

Dear WEB:

I have just killed a person


rabid dog from dannyk@minerva.cis.yale.edu writes:

Dear WEB:

i hate everybody, i can't live. i suck and i hate life. everything sucks.


Zero from The Bad Place writes:

Dear WEB:

I have this horrible urge to fist-fuck college rugby players. WHY?


Lazy from florida writes:

Dear WEB:

i bite my toenails, sometimes. i pick my nose while driving the car , and i wat too much when i'm high


JP Le Sucre from Bristol, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh bugger, I screwed another UGLY girl on Saturday. I H O P E M Y G I R L F R I E N D D O E S N ' T F I N D O U T ! ! ! ! ! Oh well ... who gives a shit anyway. At least she took it up the arse !


Monkey from Springfield, MO writes:

Dear WEB:

Everyone at Hillcrest HS blames my big unflushed dumpson the janitor, but i know it's really me. I know Ishouldn't let it pile up inside me like that, but I can'thelp it.


Rich from BFE Ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a shitload of work to do but am a victim of the "Just one more web-page" syndrome. I am sure you understand. If you are also a victim, feel free to visit me.


me from here writes:

Dear WEB:

I am evil


Sphincter Boy from Katwijk,Nederlands writes:

Dear WEB:

I have this worrying attraction to cheese. Not only in a gastronomical capacity but also in a sexual capacity. There is nothing like spending the day with wedge of Red Leicester or Danish Blue inside your pants, especially when you go to meetings at work and people think you just don't wash when in fact you've got a nice piece of Feta wrapped around your schlong.


Larry from help writes:

Dear WEB:

Larry is not in love with HP


Elmer Fudd from Cornfield County writes:

Dear WEB:

Oooooh! I showt dat waskally wabbit! Ooooh! what habve I done!


Elmer Fudd from Cornfield County writes:

Dear WEB:

Oooooh! I showt dat waskally wabbit! Ooooh! what habve I done!


homer from NYC writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate too many doughnuts


fang from home writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess! I did it!


Yellow River from Between New Mexico and Arkansas writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm past 40 and still pee in the pool. You just never know when I might show up at your pool! When I was young I peed while I was in the pool, but now I am older and wiser. I now pee while you are in the pool!


Big Daddy from las Vegas writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I blew my whole bankroll on a Megabucks machine. Now I'm completely broke. Wa!


Willy from Northwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I fathered three children by my neighbor's wife. He still doesn't know even though they look almost exactly like me.


El Presidente from ruler of the world writes:

Dear WEB:

I got up at 2pm today, drove to work and read e-mail, news and then booted up Mosaic....where I have been fluffing around for the last four hours. Goddammit ! I have a major problem in that I know I am destined to be ruler of the world, but I waste so much time in front of this screen that I wonder when I'm going to get around to ruling the world. Any advice would be appreciated.


Meat from Flatlands writes:

Dear WEB:

I believe my legs just fell off from sitting in front of this computer so long.


Lost and Confused from I don't know writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to leave, but I can't find my way home. AND MST3K IS COMING ON RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE!!!!!


loser from mental hellville writes:

Dear WEB:

Not a confession, but what the hell. I'm a total loser, no job, no love interest -EVER-, everyone looks down on me, I'll never finish school. I'm always alone, in a crowd, or in my room, in a park, anywhere. I'm constantly low on funds and will probably always be low on funds. I've been through one serious clinical depression before, and I swore to my self that if it re-occured, I'll kill myself. I always thought that _FEELING_ depressed prior to my clinical depression caused the clinical depression, but I guess I'll soon find out if it's true or not. If I don't make it, I bequeath all my worldly possessions to...shit, no one I guess, not that I have anything anyways. Anyone want to kill me?


Zelg from Zelgia writes:

Dear WEB:

Zelg! Zelg zelg! Zelg zelg zelg zelg zelg zelg zelg. Zelg!


Having fantasies of being immersed in Lowfat Cottage Cheese from Between the cusions of your couch along with some spare change and old used condoms writes:

Dear WEB:

I have very dirty fanatasies about doing uspeakable things with the creators of The Asylum, whom I haven't even met or seen. I also sometimes masturbate with people's guest towels when I visit them at their homes.


El Stupido from Televisionland writes:

Dear WEB:

When Barney was singing his "I love you" song, I sang along with him. But the truth is, I don't really love him. I've been seeing Mister Rogers behind his back.


bert from Sodom by the Bay writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been having very hot and nasty e-sex with a married woman. Now she wants to meet in person and do it all for real. It sounds like a great time, and I don't mind that she's married, it's just that *I* am married.................


jagger from stones writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't get me no satisfaction.


Spoon! from Warwick writes:

Dear WEB:

I just read every confession!


Sick of the Internet from Hell writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web, I hate you. I hate your hardware. I hate your keyboards. I hate your mother. I hate my mother. I hate all the dogs and cats in the world. I hate beer, whiskey and rye. I hate christmas music. I hate anything floppy. I hate books with no covers. I hate fuzzy computer screens. I hate doors with broken handles. I hate boxes taped shut with industrial strength tape. I hate flat soda pop. I hate stale cheez doodles. I hate being broke. I hate spending money. I hate eating food. I hate smearing food on walls. I hate bathroom walls, especially when they misspell my name. I hate dirty windows. I hate Microsoft Windows. I hate loud door bells. I hate telephones. I hate telephone booths. I hate restaurant booths. I hate Boothe Powers. I hate super powers. I hate the electric company. I hate the Snuffalupagus, and I hate Barney. I hate men. I hate women. I hate sex. I hate celibacy. I hate adults, children and worms. I hate houses, apartments and cardboard refrigerator boxes. I hate cold noodles. I hate hot fruit. I hate my life. I hate your life. But mostly, I just hate.


Thoff from Mid-Atlantic writes:

Dear WEB:

I have net surfed with impure intent.


Michael from Darmstadt writes:

Dear WEB:

I smoke loads of weed.


Nyarlathotep from Dangling on Cthulu's knee writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess! I want to be the first nuclear power in my neighborhood! I have the plans, I have deet and all I need now is the U235!!! The really tricky part was designing the implosion trigger...


I can't tell my ass from a hole in the wall writes:

Dear WEB:

Boy oh boy oh boy am I drunk.


Matt from England writes:

Dear WEB:

Yesterday when Mommy and Daddy Hamster where coming round for tea I accidentally set lose the Smurfs from hell who ate the hamsters and then made me make this appalling Home PAge Sorry! Don't tell the tree's!


Gigantor from Louisville, KY writes:

Dear WEB:

I am hoplessly addicted to pornography


speedo from dc writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been very VERY bad


Kerry from NC State writes:

Dear WEB:

Too much time surfing!!!! AAAAAACK! visit my page!! animaniacs, doom, magic, the weird and wonderful, and much much more!!!
Kerry's Page!!
tell me what you think :)


I'm ashamed from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I told my wife I'm writing a database program (which is what I do get paid for) and I'm really surfing - looking for pictures of naked wimmen.


Collector from some Government Office writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a hobby - I collect Web Search Engines and have a whole bunch. While searching for more, I came across this Easter Egg Hunt. These people have scattered 50 Easter Eggs on Web pages around the world. Now, I've got all my best search engines running around the clock on a network of government computers (my employer). If they catch me, I might get fired. My search is probably costing the government thousands of dollars. I don't care - I want to find all 50 Easter Eggs and win! I've never won anything in my life.


ChellE Elf from Xanadu writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh, most forgiving Web! I was having withdrawls for AOL when I couldn't affored to sit in chat rooms ALL day long! But now I can sit here in the computer lab all day and waste the school's money! Great for me, but I think I am the unwitting cause in tuition hikes. The fools! The fools! We, the students of Cal Lu aren't using their presious out- dated IBM's and Macs for study! We're getting our fix of Cyberspace and Cypersex. MuhHahahahahahahahahahahah! ::Gasp!:: I've stayed so long! I must surf on now... Fare well where ever you fair!


dutch from chicago writes:

Dear WEB:

I really don't get this web stuff yet


Ian from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm an idiot. I ate the blue cheese. I want to set up a love nest with Mark.E.Smith. I want to be a tree and above all I've lost it. Have a date with me.


Jesus...(hey Zeus) from heaven knows where writes:

Dear WEB:

when you confess to me I get a woody at the dirty parts


abe from bobo writes:

Dear WEB:


Bill from Arkansas writes:

Dear WEB:

At first I thought the National Information Infrastructure was going to be great for teaching our kids, and developing international understanding. Now that I've realised you can have hot cybersex and downloads tons of dirty pictures of naked women, I've had a T1 line put right into my office.


Loudermilk from home writes:

Dear WEB:

I haven't slept in three days and I think I look alot Elvis, but my room mate disagrees. I really want to sing, beautiful songs about showers, and toast. I have them all in my head but I just can't find anyone that wants to listen to me. I need someone to hold, I need someone to love, I need someone to call me Nelly, I need grits and eggs, I need a good microwave. If there is any one out there that understands, please give me some hope.


Scooter Davidson from The Left Coast writes:

Dear WEB:

I just spent the last 73 hours reloading the 'Femmes femmes femmes je vous aime' page, and, well, I'm feeling kind of strange....like I entered an altered state of consciousness or something. Does anyone know if extended exposure to T & A can fuse your synapses or something? When I get to my girlfriends place I think we'll be in for a mystical experience.........


JuJu from England writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't help bothering people on irc


Barney from up your street writes:

Dear WEB:


Thoff from S.E. US writes:

Dear WEB:

I CRAVE!!!


The Lilymaid from Avonlea (I wish) writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm so confused! Everyone thinks I'm very independent... but really, I can never make up my mind. And also, I've always wanted to dye my hair magenta... And... (have mercy)... I like the New Kids on the Block!!!


Zombie Deathtrap from Belch writes:

Dear WEB:

I need help. I have started a stupid fanzine and need writers and people to read it but I am stuck in a wee shitty little hole that nobody knows about. View Belch for details. Oh and I said shitty.


The Director from eState writes:

Dear WEB:

Yes, I admit it, dammit! I was suppose to be working (common thread, I'm sure), but spent the last week developing my homepage. Screw it. What's done is done. Good news is I'm kinda proud of my creation! Please check out eState! Sign the guestbook, give some feedback, check out the links!


Guardian from pigs writes:

Dear WEB:

hello!


Cory from Furry_Muc writes:

Dear WEB:

It's 12 midnight. I'm frying on 10 hit's of Acid. I'm programming a driver for a video card and taking a moment to surf the web.. Life's strange that way. I love the silicon vally.


One Dumbass GEEK! from afn11911@freenet.ufl.edu writes:

Dear WEB:

I have this slight problem... I've been listening to Tool for about five years now, and I've found that I have this great desire to kill... Well, not realy, but I like to tell people that. In fact, I have begun to want to fuck lots of chicks up the ass. This comes from my love of the lovely sex ballad, "4 degrees." It goes something like this... Get up, get up and away/get up, get up and away Free yourself from yourself/free yourself from yourself Locked up inside you like the calm beneath castles A cavern of treasures that noone as been to Lets go digging/Lets go digging Bring it out and take it back in You won't do what you'd like to do Lay back and let me show you another way... Kill what you want to, take what's left, I need it Take all or nothing, just too short to push it away... All the way in, all the way in/let it go in, let it go in You won't feel what you'd like to feel Lay back and let me show you another way Kill what you want to, take what's left, I need it Take all or nothing, just too short to lock it up Knock me down, I'll just come back runnin' Knock you down and it won't be long now... Take it on, take it on higher now... Four degrees now, Four degrees warmer... Give in now, give in now...


chammie from bloomington writes:

Dear WEB:

I provoked my brother miel into attacking me. Then I looked innocent so that my feeder kap would scold him and pet me. I feel bad about this...but I'll do it again!


bill bixby from hokie ville writes:

Dear WEB:

I need to tell someone about something I did to my roommate. A few weeks ago, I was spending the night at a friend's apartmenet and he told two people that they could sleep together in my bed. When a friend told me about this, I got even by beating off in his laundry bag. I not writing about this because I feel guilty, the little bastard deserved it.


Macattack from Marshall writes:

Dear WEB:

I wanna go knock the heads off the people who are across the lab from me hogging the power pcs...I ain't never seen Mosaic before and I wanna see it NOW! Here I go--oh my goodness, they're just doing word processing!!! Damn them!!! MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!! Ack...


Monkey from Springfield, MO writes:

Dear WEB:

During their senior year at Hillcrest in 1986, class heroes Mark Nathan and David Boland were jogging the wilderness trail one day when one of them decided to piss in and empty soda can they had. A few minutes later, jockhead Tom Fielding ran up and asked for a sip from their can, so they oblidged. I guess poor Tom didn't notice it was warm, because he took a mouthful. Tom spit it out, free of anger, his only comment being that they not to tell him whose it was. IT WAS DAVID'S!!!


bubba from north east writes:

Dear WEB:

I fell for this stupid trick.


Brian Krey from NEMOSTATE.EDU writes:

Dear WEB:

Well, I do the elephant walk. I didn't mean to at first, but it just started happening and I couldn't stop myself.. OH GOD FORGIVE ME!


dogman from texas writes:

Dear WEB:

I eat shit because it taste good. I like shit on pumper-nickel and I love it on a nice crescent roll. But ifI can't find either of those two components, I just putmy face in the toilet and eat it plain.Oh puhleese forgive me......ha ha ha ha ha....i'm eating a turd right now.....


I need to pull my head out from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

Last year I returned to school for the first time in two years. I kicked ass. In two semesters and a summer school session I took 48 hours and carried a gpa of 3.78. Then it happened. I got burnt. This semester I enrolled in 22 hours but am now down to 12. I dropped 10 hours! Worse yet, I'm not even doing that well in those 12 hours. Can you believe I'm going to try and go to law school next fall? What a fuck up I am. Why aren't there jobs for people who like to cruise the Web? Christ, I hope I can get my shit together soon.


Chachi from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate my room mate's "Puddin' and Cake" mix while he was out of town.


Forny Kator from Alaska writes:

Dear WEB:

It's cold and dark all the time. I spend all my time having sex with occasional breaks for the bathroom, pizza and checking out the net. Then more sex.


noodie from threemilehouse writes:

Dear WEB:

I dream about having nookie with my girlfriend, her mother her father, and there dog Rover all at the same time. I want to tell her this, but if I do I know see will tell me to push off. Please Help.


Viviana from Los Angeles writes:

Dear WEB:

I studied latin for eight years, and what do I do with it? I'm a secretary at Caltech.


Steve Groovy from Wimbledon, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

My WWW site is tooo boring :( And its here


Horny from Palm Bay writes:

Dear WEB:

I am constantly cheating on my girlfriend, even though we have great sex. I am just can't keep my pants on when the opportunity to fuck an attractive woman is presented. To be honest about it, I don't want to keep my pants on! So Lori from Santa Cruz I want you to Know, If we ever cross paths, I will fuck you so many ways you will be sore for days darling. Let that though run through your hot little pussy while you search for a real man to do you like you deserve.


Reality Check from Everywhere writes:

Dear WEB:

Hello? Anyone home?


Mb. from hick ville writes:

Dear WEB:

Here I am during exam week, 1:45 in the morning, stoned out of my mind, listening to the Doors, and cruising the Web. Granted I don't have an exam for another 3 days, but it's the principle of the thing. My friends are all asleep or studying. Except for me, who is stoned of some of the best shit in the world. The guy he bought it from, some one who this fucking biggot called a 'gurney nigger'. Anyway he told me that it was probably laced. No shit it was laced. I have smoked half a dime in twenty-four hours and have been stoned the whole time. Plus, when I woke up this morning, my entire body was sore. I'm afraid that that must mean it's some form of LSD or maybe a muscle relaxer. And it's no the nasty mini-thin buzz you get from spraying raid on the plant. If you can follow what I just wrote, you might have problems too. Seek help.


Howard from Manhattan writes:

Dear WEB:

My name is Howard and I'm a webaholic. "Hi, Howard" I started out slowly, using FTP here and there to gather shareware or interesting files. I had a Genie account (god, I'm so embarrased to admit that). Then I went to Compuserve, America OnLine, Echo, E-World (hello? anyone home?) you get the picture. Then I found the World Wide Web. Now I've got SLIP and PPP to my house, and I can't get a fast enough modem. The Web is starting to take up every minute of my time. Instead of writing normal reports at work, I hyper-link everything. I know I'm obsessede, but I can't stop. I even put up My Own Page! It gets lonely out here sometimes. So visit!


Kaitie from Mesa, Az writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend so much time on IRC this is the first time I've made it to the Web. Please give me lots of good jokes to tell all my IRC friends. And forgive me for ignoring you for real people Web. :))


Kaitie from Mesa, Az writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend so much time on IRC this is the first time I've made it to the Web. Please give me lots of good jokes to tell all my IRC friends. And forgive me for ignoring you for real people Web. :))


Robin from Computer Lab writes:

Dear WEB:

I am BAD!!!


Sri from purdue writes:

Dear WEB:

I like to sit in the labs and bug people!!! Come sit in here with me! I'm lonely!!!


BJ and the Bear from Purdue University writes:

Dear WEB:

Hiiiiiiii! My name is Ben, I know more about computers than you!!! So there! IF you DARE to oppose me, send me your unsolvable problems and I shall scoff.. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!


Bob the engineer from Intel writes:

Dear WEB:

Man... I've really got to cut back on the booze. I'm having 7.9999623845 beers a day, and I think it is affecting my work.


Anna Nicole Smith from Gray Gardens writes:

Dear WEB:

I thought that if i married a 90-year-old geezer it would be easy - he wouldn't have the right to expect much from me, and sooner or later he would kick off and leave me with the motherlode. Well it's not quit like that. Early this year, he actually hemorraged IN MY MOUTH! For a couple of months I got out of sex with him at all, but now if I don't please him orally on a regular basis, he threatens to cut my allowance. O God! He's calling me to the bedroom now! Oh, how sorry I am I didn't study electrical engineering! I probably could have met a nice guy there - one of those cool guys who know all about computers and the web! (*sigh*) I guess we never know what real happiness is until it's too late, huh?


Clarus from Six Colored Heaven writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm not actually black and white. I'm in color.


Dr Dashwood from The Oulu Orgasm Research Institute writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't seem to keep the mental detachment that is required for this kind of work (Orgasm Research). Earlier today I ruined a control experiment by leaping on my resaerch subject halfway through the intended procedure. She didn't seem to mind too much but it means the whole experiment will have to be repeated again and I don't know if I can watch her plunging a 10" dildo in and out of her hot wet...er...I think I'm getting carried away again. God help me! Why couldn't I have done something easier like genetic research in fruit flies!


Clueless Joe Jackson from Too Far From S.F. writes:

Dear WEB:

I just can't stop reading Nina Paley. Lord knows why, but I think I've fallen for a damned cartoon character. The least I could have done was to find a 3d love interest! Damn Damn Damn! On the other hand, it's kinda nice :)


zatan from the zit of zell writes:

Dear WEB:

I messed up a chance to spend quaility time with a real hot babe during this new years. So now i can only get drunk with my friends for new years. I think they mentioned everclear.


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Dear WEB:


bluey from australia writes:

Dear WEB:

i was cooking my sausage roll in our microwave oven here at work and it burnt *badly*, there awas a mini fire i smoked the whole place out


newboy from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I've just spent the night with someone else's girlfriend!


newboy from Portsmouth, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I also smoke a lot of pot. But that's not the crime. I also skin up in lectures, and make sexist comments when I'm out with the lads!!


>>> CandyMan <<< from >>> CandyLand <<< writes:

Dear WEB:

I must confess... There is information here that they don't want you to have!!!

Info They Don't Want You To Have

Info They Don't Want You To Have

Info They Don't Want You To Have

Info They Don't Want You To Have

Info They Don't Want You To Have
Info They Don't Want You To Have


newboy from portsmouth, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm on the web while I should be doing my computing assignment. Also, I neglected to configure so sub-procedures right. ADA sucks, big time.


Barrabbas from The ITP Abyss writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't stand the fucking sight of Star Trek, it is the pope's Bollox only it stinks twice as bad and I work with computers I'm sorry WWW.


Bro. Jed's love child from Gainesville writes:

Dear WEB:

My friends were watching the State and laughing and I laughed with them, even though that show sucks large sinewy donkey balls. Hell, I could do a better job than that. Hell, my pet lemur could do a better job than that. Also, I lust after Sister Cindy after bottles of Goldschlagers (and I also confess that I'm not really sure how to spell Goldschlennugen or whatever the hell that drink is called, but the gold specks are really cool).


joshr from the netspace writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me netizens, for I have sinned. I have not put yet enough work into the Enternet Home Page, nor the Enternet Skateboarding Table Of Contents. Check it out and tell me I'm not a bad person. Please?


turbo from writes:

Dear WEB:

asdfsdf


stan from his house writes:

Dear WEB:

I've done no work at all today.


I drink from the milk carton writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me, oh web goddess. I had to close that IDIOT skate jerk's html anchor.


AtmaBeast from Louisisna writes:

Dear WEB:

ULTIMATE CONFESSION

I MUD.

So what are YOU gonna do about it?? I MUD and there's nothing my administration can do to stop me! MWAH HAH HAH!!!!!!

Administrations can kiss my a**!!


Brushpopper from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm black but I LOVE country music, cowboys, and WRANGLER JEANS!!!


Newboy comes from the wrong side o' the tracks writes:

Dear WEB:

Well, I seem to visit here a lot, but my sins are vast and numerous. This weekend, I went home, showed my Mother my new eyebrow piercing, got pissed and stoned, had a titwank from a 14 year old girl (she wasn't even pretty, for God's sake), and had no sleep for 50 hours approx. I returned to sunny Portsmouth, and slept through numerous phonecalls from one of my coursemates about the assignment due in today. We sketched through it this morning, but it has been a lesson to me never to work with someone who doesn't know the subject. Maybe it was a punishment from the Web? I also still smoke a lot (not B&H either), and I have convinced the system manager to let me set up some pages on the Engineering Dept. server. The thing is, I said that they would be relevent and P.C. Oh well; keep your eyes open for my page(s), or mail me at ravenpg@ee.port.ac.uk, if you want a letter that makes no sense at all. I have just committed another sin; I've written a confession that is too long! Who sent the Barney pic? Could you mail it to me? Later, fellow confessors. peace, props etc to the Deosil Rotating Orc (you know who you are!!!) Hit the shit, people! Newboy, portsmouth, uk.


Me from Right Here writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't help myself -- I just have to write HTML that is Netscape blessed. Forgive me. And if you're still using Mosaic, get with it.


bill from harvard writes:

Dear WEB:

i am a loser and i don't have any friends because i study all day long


I'm hoplessly addicted to Dr Pepper. Can you ever forgive me? from Phoenix, AZ writes:

Dear WEB:

Jamm


AtmaBeast from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

Yeah, it was me who put the blink html tag up there and forgot to close it off. What's your point??

MWAH HAH HAH... puny mortals.

Blink... blink... blink... HAHHAHHAH!


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Dear WEB:


Escher from College writes:

Dear WEB:

I keep having those thoughts.


Uncle Nuclear from writes:

Dear WEB:

There, that's stopped it


from writes:

Dear WEB:

Stopped? Yes or No?


Grecian User from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I use Grecian 2000


xxARtheuc from College writes:

Dear WEB:

I am sitting here in C class, ignoring the Professor, and surfing. Please forgive me. Also, I regularly use Word Perfect (have mercy) version 5.1. I KNOW that it lacks important features text editors like Windows Write have, not to mention real actual word processors, but all the files are Word Perfect files, and part of my job is to use them. Forgive me, and help my employer to get a utility that will convert all these files to Works format, or some other usable form. Also, I have an XT (that's previous to 286...) in my room that I regularly use to do my homework, even though the school has these Gateway2000R4DX266V computers in the lab. Please forgive me.


Marc from Netscape writes:

Dear WEB:

I never should have introduced that blink tag...


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Dear WEB:


Bruce from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

today I had unclean thoughts about my pet hamster please forgive me


the end of all your fears from the depths of your mind writes:

Dear WEB:

you all suck. no one has anything interesting to say, because you all just sit in front of you fucking computers all day and never really experience life.


E-Bone from my big black dick writes:

Dear WEB:

My jonuks is big as a mafuck. Yestaday ah wokked owt ma hauus and dam the ground was cold as a mafuck. If you don't like the shit I'm sayin, I'll slap yo lip with 9 inches of limp dick. I know what yo sayin, "Damn, that's a colossal club! Mafucka, do you play baseball?" But yous all white skinned blue eyed devils is just scared o me because you da president of the itty bitty dick committee. I wuz wit yo bitch last night and I made da bitch take da greyhoun home. She wuz all religious an shit. I know she was cuz when I took out ma dick, she wuz alla screemin "oh god, jesus christ!" prayin an shit. I don like dat shit, so I kicked da bitch out ma ride. If anybody want to see ma bitches all butt booty ass naykid o maybe yo bitches all butt booty ass naked yall should look up ma shit! It's chillin. I'm out for ma own bone, you know what I'm sayin? I need to get ma bone on! My wallet be bitch proof, you know what I'm sayin? I got a bitc


dirty hairy from south west writes:

Dear WEB:

i molest elderly men in nursing homes every night for four hours straight. then i go home and masturbate.


Lesley from Scotland writes:

Dear WEB:

I had a man in bed with me when my husband got home from a business trip.


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AtmaBeast from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

I thank Mark from Netscape for closing off my errant blink tag... I apologize for the poor souls whose confessions were corrupted by my selfishness... I'm sorry, I really am. And Mark... the blink tag is powerful... in the right hands Do not regret creating it, only regret that poor fools like myself know how to abuse it. Again, I apologize.


Can't tell one from zero writes:

Dear WEB:

I tell people that I don't download pornographic pictures from the net. They don't believe me. But I don't! I don't even have a color computer! What good would it do me? Cindy doesn't look the same in black and white....


Mr. Happy from state of confusion writes:

Dear WEB:

I work with a bunch of sick individuals.


Jacque du Molay from Temple of Solomon writes:

Dear WEB:

I sold my soul to Baphomet for a copy of Netscape and the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Internet. I've been trapped in the Web since the 1300s. This is the true secret of the Knights Templar.


awake at night from up here in the snow writes:

Dear WEB:

I spent way too much time on a stupid hack, the World Wide Web Ouija board.


Vewy Vewy Bad Hunter from Fuddsville writes:

Dear WEB:

Aw, I kiwwed the pooah fuzzy wittwe wabbit. Aw WAH WAH WAAAAAH.


Stojak from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I came, I saw, it was kinda cool. Thank you, and goodnight


I can't tell shit from shinola, plus I can't read and writes:

Dear WEB:

I don't know what the problem is but each time I click here I end up some place different.


Gregor from under a gum tree at the top of a hill writes:

Dear WEB:

carpal tunnel syndrome couldn't stop me -- when my servers modems go down I call them and complain, and they always suggest I try the TOLL NUMBER instead of the one I can get to for free. This makes me want to strangle someone!


heidi from santa fe writes:

Dear WEB:

i was kidnapped by aliens when i was five years old, and now i have to stand up when i go to the bathroom. i have to stand up when i go pee.


dogface from mars writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a counter-revolutionary. We have always been at war with Eurasia.


huka from flushing writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't help it. A few days ago, I went gambling and won for the first time in my pathetically poor life. That was good, but I have been binging on a bevy of illegal substances ever since. I also went drinking last night, only to realise that I had two killer tests today. I couldn't study for either of them. Now I have five dollars, a big bag, ten hits, a speeding ticket, a *huge* credit card bill and a damaged college career. Being a genius is hard work.


gljigljica from New England writes:

Dear WEB:

Staying too late at work...boring, I know....


AtmaBeast from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

This is AtmaBeast, the perpetrator (sp?) of the last blink war on here.

This time I am here to stop another blink culprit. My God... shall this URL go unmonitored!?


AtmaBeast from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

AtmaBeast here...

YES!! It WORKED!! I am proud of myself! Oopsie... forgot to close off the center!
There... that should do it. Well... I shall return... SOMEONE has to monitor this thing!!!


Makka from in my office writes:

Dear WEB:

I once killed a gopher with a stick


Have Gun, Will Travel from the east to the west writes:

Dear WEB:

Bless me Web, for I have sinned. It has been many years since my last confession. I have spent far too much.. father.. what are you doing? FATHER?! stop that.. stop that.. listen.. this isn't fun anymore.. no.. stop.. FATHER!!!


norm from bay area writes:

Dear WEB:

I pick my nose and eat it. Sometimes I wipe my boogers under the table at restaurants.


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Ennis from Sweet Home Alabama writes:

Dear WEB:

I just want to be forgiven...but...oh God, this is too hard to say...you know those tags on mattresses that say "Do Not Remove Under Penalty of Law"? Well...that's not it. Basically, I am just a horny motherfucker who masturbates 3 times a day, if not more.


cockrub from your nasal writes:

Dear WEB:

i enjoy licking pussy


stella from vancouver writes:

Dear WEB:

I looked at another person


wifewomyn from oh yah land- vermont writes:

Dear WEB:

i want to confess that i plan to become the world's youngest gyrl polygamist... i am looking for husband boys with no hardcore commitment to marry me... newt gingrich and the rest of the boyz in washington want womyn like me to settle down and get married as they haver proven in the "KONTRAKT WITH AMERIKA"'s Family Reinforcement Act. to newt and all his friends: if you really want me to get married i will - lots of times-at the same time. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am a sinner -oh yah i like to sin. any wonderful willing candidates? i am picky GOODBYE


Lurchi from Dschermani writes:

Dear WEB:

I used netscape instead of xmosaic. Will it ever be like before?


DJ 621 from Behind the 1200's writes:

Dear WEB:

This fucking sucks. Digital sucks. CD's fucking suck also. Vinyl is king.


Waffle from Buffalo writes:

Dear WEB:

OK, I admit it. I drank the last beer...


Mick from Ireland writes:

Dear WEB:

I just cant stop drinking 's


heavy_c from NorCal writes:

Dear WEB:

I stole my best friends girlfreind!


IAMfree from Los Gatos writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a freak! I work all day on the Web, then at night I work on my own site IAMfree Please can someone help! We need help! I need help! IAMfree therfore IAMfree.


A young man from Norway writes:

Dear WEB:

I vomit every time I check out this homepage... This doesn't look good, does it...


hoppy from bay area writes:

Dear WEB:

sorry, but i cut off a driver on the freeway this morning.


Invaders from Mars writes:

Dear WEB:

I don't like people who know the blink tag and not the /blink ending tag. It pisses me off royally. I'm afraid that one of these days I'm liable to haul off and hit someone right in the fist with my face. Other than that, I'm a happy person.



Gida from Cinci writes:

Dear WEB:

< - I've spent WAY too much time working on this!


snagglepussy from netherspace writes:

Dear WEB:

I planted explosives in rocket ships and sent them into space. If they ever come in contact with an alien species the aliens will attempt to investigate the rocket and get blown to smithereens. I have collected samples of all types of pollution, and if people ever get their shit together, I will get the samples out and start the cycle all over again! And you know all those babies that these slimy earth females have aborted? I have been saving the genetically inferior ones to reanimate and sell on the Frendusian Black Market as sex slaves. I have committed evil on an epic scale, but now I am tired and I just want to settle down on this little ranch. So, I'd just like to say I'm sorry and please forgive me and leave me alone.


Lisa LaTeasa from Lapland writes:

Dear WEB:

I am an aging Pro-lifer porn queen. As a result of my rather confused credo, I have fourteen children that are going hungry. The boys in the business just ain't giving me the work they once did. I want to confess, and ask for help. Any suggestions?


Si from Bramhall, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I've wasted all this time setting up Simon's Home Page , and crusing the net. All I've got to show for it is that I know how to order a pizza in Santa Cruz, CA, I have found the spam, and I have made Mr Potato Head. Has anybody any tips for dealing with real people again? I can't remember how to do it......


Uncle Nuclear from writes:

Dear WEB:

Not that I know how to do the blink tag. And it does piss me off.But that bloke "AtmaBeast" is a right clever dick with his fucking smarmy remarks and his do-goody "turn-off-the-fucking-blink-thing-are'nt-I-a-fucking-hero" prose drives me up the fucking wall. Forgive my unworthines. I think that Norwegian bloke's a cunt, too.


Torcuato from halavrez@colossu.rhon.itam.mx writes:

Dear WEB:

I've just finished a great session of sex with my partner as you may guess i'm gay. I would like to receive e-mail from all good, health and big dick men out there. I'm waiting. Hector.


Ought To Know Better from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

You'd think by now I'd know enough to shut the machine off, get up and go to bed. I'm *way* too old for this. Did enjoy it though, thanks.


Chris from Mid-West USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I have looked for sex on the net and found it occasionaly. Now I have to deal with two people who won't leave me alone.


Bobo from Glasgow writes:

Dear WEB:

I watched Good Morning with Anne and Nick


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Dear WEB:

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Bad Dream from The corner of 31st & Cypress writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes Late at night, I wake up and wonder if all the women on the Net are really men just pretending to be female. It sends a shiver down my spine. Someone tell me I'm wrong!


lonely from northern canada writes:

Dear WEB:

two days on net and have not met anyone. looking for horny women. HELP ME


Newboy from Portsmouth, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

Christ. You'd think I'd learn some respect or something, but after leaving my girlfriend's house this morning (who is incidentally nearly five years older than me, and has a three year old daughter...I'm 18) to come into college, I spent the busride in, and a large part of the afternoon scoping out the ladies in town. I'm sorry, but I'm well into big tits, and that's my problem. Also, I've had evil thoughts about the insensitive system manager who has turned off the printer queue. If it isn't online at some point this weekend, I'm gonna be fucked up the arse by a blowfish (the poisonous one's). Mad props out to that DJ621 bloke...vinyl does indeed rule. We shall overcome. Check out what you see if you press this pretty blue flashing bit cheerz, and hit the shit, people.
e-mail Newboy at ravenpg@ee.port.ac.uk


Boston from Colorado writes:

Dear WEB:

I almost cheated on my wife last night, but as I was walking out of the bar with her to her car I suddenly felt really bad. So I told the slut that I had to leave.


Webber from writes:

Dear WEB:

I stuck in the web


Torcuato from halvarez@colossus.rhon.itam.mx writes:

Dear WEB:

hi you all hot hunks I mispelled my e-mail address so I'm giving it you again. Remember no women need apply. "Don't want a short dick man" Hector.


Jessica from Outer Space writes:

Dear WEB:

Shit, I have been on the computer for two weeks, I am going INs an e

Click MEOW!


Maurice from Atlanta, GA writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been neglecting my lover, just to surf the net.


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Let's Go from Here to Eternity writes:

Dear WEB:

My work is online services consulting, so I can somewhat justify several hours of websurfing at a time. It wouldn't be so bad if I were websurfing, or even goofing off by reading a book or writing emails, but I am whittling away the hours by...playing computer backgammon! What a complete and utter waste of time!


Jesus from Nazareth writes:

Dear WEB:

You know...sometimes I just wanna go out and enjoy some hot Anal Sex...but it seems as if I can't do anything in private I mean...I had this bitch over, Mary magdalene, and we were about to get it on..and of course my Father has to go and make an ass of himself again...I mean, Jesus Christ, can't a guy have any fun??


Pheonix from fourth galactic quadrant writes:

Dear WEB:

I am deliberately falsifying confessions because I am bored and need something to occupy my time!!!


assas from dterter writes:

Dear WEB:

I kill someone


Andrejs from Latvia writes:

Dear WEB:

Yeah, i`m so lonely today...

Wuuuuaaaaaahhhh...really.

My first wife left me, my cat is dead but I still having hopes


Rolfen from Norway writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend too much time here.


Torcuato from halvarez@colossus.rhon.itam.mx writes:

Dear WEB:

Im a Gay to much horny, i love the bestiality and the finish french on my mouth


JenniferB from Lone Star State writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a sleazy rock and roll groupie that throw men away the minute the music stops. I have broken the heart of the one man who truly cared for me and now I wonder if I'll ever change. I'm way too selfish to stop cold turkey. Maybe I'll end up like Nancy Spungeon.


Pine Trees from The Enamel Of My Teeth writes:

Dear WEB:

Well...after listening to 14 straight hours of "Stay" by Lisa Loeb and the 9 stories, I ran as fast as I could to Toys-R-Us and gouged the eyes out of every Teddy Ruxpin doll that they had and replaced them with the eyes of REAL children that were roaming aimlessly looking for the Nintendo Aisle...Is that WRONG?


booboo from Europe writes:

Dear WEB:

I haven't studied yet for my exams, I'm constantly playing with Netscape !


Mom from Sort of at home writes:

Dear WEB:

My family has been absorbed into the WWW and I am left stranded alone to do the dishes. I confess to being one of the millions of computer widows who must get with it or lose my family in cyberspace.


The kid writing this from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

Last night I ate my sister. And ya know the worst part? I put sour kruat and thousand island dressing on her first. Will you forgive me? Cuase if you dont I'll do the same to you!!!!!!!!!!


The kid writing this from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

I spelled sauerkraut wrong.


Lewi from EROOS Team in Belgium writes:

Dear WEB:

I just hate Jan ! But that't not my main problem: I have developed the most ob-stupid development system EROOS, and I'm forcing the students to use it, the poor creatures ! But the single largest mistake in my life still is : I've put Jan in my team ! Boy, do I feel bad about that !


Jan from the docks writes:

Dear WEB:

Sure he hates me! Lewi, you're a shame to the uni ! But *I* happen to like Macintoshes ! And *I* don't feel no regret about that, no sir ! Because Macintosh is *the* best computer in the world ! And if you don't believe that, try to convince me ! Write me, I dare you ! I double-dare you, m***f*** ! But none of you stupid Winslows users can make me change my mind! Try it ! I'll tell you that you don't know what you're f***ing talking about (I know everything, you know - or perhaps not!) Haw Haw !
I will strike again, soon !


leslie "the Snake" from Albuquerque, New Mexico writes:

Dear WEB:

As far as skating goes...It's been three weeks, and I'm still trying desperately to ollie over a 2x4. Plus, there's no one to skate with because there all ass wipes. Help. If anyone has anything cool to say- my number is 1-505-275-7722


Mary Reilly from Belfast writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been 3 weeks since my last confession. I have had impure thoughts. I have lied, slandered, cheated, and been a generally bad person. I will do 7 Hail Marys.


CyberKid from Bangor writes:

Dear WEB:

I CONFESS I MUST BE BORING TO HAVE SEEN SUCH DEEP MEANING IN "ZEN AND THE ART OF MOTORCYCLE MAINTENANCE", OR....THE PERSON WHO SAID IT WAS THAY COULDN'T FINISH IT WAS DENSE!


ting from hyper work HPL/Ithaca writes:

Dear WEB:

I work too hard, but I'm still too slow and stupid.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


tim from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed carl


The Good News from Patmos writes:

Dear WEB:

1 John 1:7 But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin. 1 John 1:8 If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. 1 John 1:9 If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us [our] sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:10 If we say that we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.


Paul from Mars Hill writes:

Dear WEB:

Acts 17:23 For as I passed by, and beheld your devotions, I found an altar with this inscription, TO THE UNKNOWN GOD. Whom therefore ye ignorantly worship, him declare I unto you. Acts 17:24 God that made the world and all things therein, seeing that he is Lord of heaven and earth, dwelleth not in temples made with hands; Acts 17:25 Neither is worshipped with men's hands, as though he needed any thing, seeing he giveth to all life, and breath, and all things; Acts 17:26 And hath made of one blood all nations of men for to dwell on all the face of the earth, and hath determined the times before appointed, and the bounds of their habitation; Acts 17:27 That they should seek the Lord, if haply they might feel after him, and find him, though he be not far from every one of us: Acts 17:28 For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring. Acts 17:29 Forasmuch then as we are the offspring of God, we ought not to think that the Godhead is like unto gold, or silver, or stone, graven by art and man's device. Acts 17:30 And the times of this ignorance God winked at; but now commandeth all men every where to repent: Acts 17:31 Because he hath appointed a day, in the which he will judge the world in righteousness by [that] man whom he hath ordained; [whereof] he hath given assurance unto all [men], in that he hath raised him from the dead. Romans 10:9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. Romans 10:10 For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.


Sick of Christians from Hell writes:

Dear WEB:

Fucking bible thumpers.


Your mother, who is reading this from over your shoulder writes:

Dear WEB:

You should be ashamed of yourselves. All of you. Now get that cheese out of your pants...


Beasty from ur anus writes:

Dear WEB:

I kicked my cat and fucked my wife..... no no no,poor cat I fucked my cat and kicked my wife the bitch


Pascal, who doesn't know one from two writes:

Dear WEB:

I've sinned ! I'll do six Hail Mary's ! Please forgive me !


from writes:

Dear WEB:


leila from deepspace 9 writes:

Dear WEB:

i'm in love.


Venus from Univ. of Pennsylvania writes:

Dear WEB:

I use sex to get men to do what I want.


Man With the Third Nut from UrAnus writes:

Dear WEB:

I just kicked the cat and fucked my girlfriend no i mean I just fucked the cat and kicked my girlfriend BITCH


Hornier Than Ever from canada writes:

Dear WEB:

The myth: men peak sexually at 18. The truth: I'm 32 and I'm constantly, urgently horny. Outside of mucho sex, I masturbate constantly. Please forgive, Oh Web!


KRINE from GOTHENBURG writes:

Dear WEB:

SAN-T-RE (SLUGGO) R VRLDENS GOASTE KATT !!!


UFFA from TORSLANDA writes:

Dear WEB:

JAG LSKAR MYSTERIER!!!


UFFA from TORSLANDA writes:

Dear WEB:

JAG LSKAR MYSTERIER!!!


damo from great white north writes:

Dear WEB:

Tits are for kids. Grown men eat pussy! If the last sentence has just offended you, then I suggest that you go screw yourself.


Bjorn Shit sucker from Pigfuck, Sweden writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been looking all week to take a good piece of fliesh from a randy American bitch. " Jag hatar javla Americaner de ar sa javla dum i huvud. Det ar ingen problem for att jag skulle inte banga knulla en sot amerikansk fytta.


Rich from St. Louis writes:

Dear WEB:

I sit in my room and surf the web all day long and smoke weed. The only time I go out is to trip acid and x at raves.


Migraine Hildy from The edge of the world writes:

Dear WEB:

I lost my lunch due to social anxiety after eating with a lot of lipsticked women.


innocent from pit 'o despair writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been having impure thoughts. Lots of them. All the time. Also, satan talks to me.


Stephen from Email sex writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear web, I must confess I am a white, male Italian who has recently found a desire to have email sex, but not the normal kind of sex. I like to have Email sex with tall slender black males. I dream of them constantly that is why my modem is constantly hooked up to my hard drive. I don't know what to do. Recently, I had a sexual encounter with a fellow co-worker named Malik Jerome. He is a cute Black male and I am constantly drawn to him and his large extremeties. How do I express my feelings to my wife of seven years? I do not understand how an obsession turned out to be a reality. I must go for Malik has just knocked on the door, I am wearing pink shaffon and I am hard and ready for him to play the female tonight. Wish me Luck and love!!! Love, Stephen .


LawnMowerMan from all5901@waldo.cup.edu writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a netsurfing addict....


Peter from Toronto writes:

Dear WEB:

Its been 15 years since my last confession. I lied then too. I disobeyed my mother and father, I swore. forgive me. ;-)


Bill Gates from Microsoft HQ writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been trying to buy up the web recently, but I keep running into trouble.. what should I do?

this homepage keeps distracting me.

then Linus fools me into thinking he came up with a way to auto-liscence..


llub from WA State writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a stinker.


Smellio from Minneapolis writes:

Dear WEB:

I float air bisquits and without guilt let strangers assume the pungent perpetrator is my boyfriend.


Throcky from Washington, DC writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a frustrated politician. Every morning I mount the steps to the Senate and must listen to hours of trifling dribble spouting from the mouths of dispirited public servants. We vote on everything and nothing. But, there's a light at the end of my tunnel. The Internet. The Web is my fountain of youth, my Nirvana.


EC from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm additicted to the NET! Web addict!, IRC addict, etc!


Job from Cyber-space writes:

Dear WEB:

I masterbate with my lawnmower, Big Red, too much.


Mordred from lantastic place writes:

Dear WEB:

I left a girlfriend for MUDding. Please, forgive me, but I must say that I regret that.


I am typing with a part of my body that I shouldn''t use. Quack quack from The Pond writes:

Dear WEB:

Dr.Duck


Richard from Glasgow writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a cheesey Goth with a Vampire fixation. Help!


Newt from Washington writes:

Dear WEB:

I wish that bitch Hillary would get lost so I can finally let Bill know my true lustings for him...


Don from Central USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I am trapped in the WEB... hour after hour, the phone company gets $$$, the provider gets $$$, I get Jack-Shit! (Ever wonder who he is.. somewhere, someplace there has gotta be a link)... HELP ME!


DJ 621 from Behind the 1200's writes:

Dear WEB:

< Everyone should have a REAL fuckng experience once in a while. The Web is all that, But there is something to be said for METHYLENEDIOXYMETHAMPHETAMINE. I bet you'll like it just as much. Vinyl rules. Dj's rule.


DJ 621 from Behind the 1200's writes:

Dear WEB:

< Everyone should have a REAL fuckng experience once in a while. The Web is all that, But there is something to be said for METHYLENEDIOXYMETHAMPHETAMINE. I bet you'll like it just as much. Vinyl rules. Dj's rule.


Andrs VanVliet from sac valley writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a nazi. I like snotty nosed kids. I stepped on a big yellow bug yesterday. I ate a live snail, after pouring salt all over it, and I like calipso music


magicfran from On just this side of Someplace land writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been cruising the WWW for about a month now and its taken over my life. Friends refer to me as the basement mole, my husband has taken to various strategies to get to modem before I do( I blame him for all this) and I am furtively looking over my shoulder as I write this because I'm supposed to be working, but I must tell you I'm hooked and I'm having the time of my life. Like a new fanatic I have also tried to hook or convert everyone I know. I'M NOT A DAMN BIT SORRY


Rhonda from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I cut a huge, loud fart in the library one time, just so that I could embarass my sister!! I also rented a Ted Nugent tape from this same library and recorded myself playing the guitar and singing "Stairway to Heaven" over the existing music.


Mike from SD writes:

Dear WEB:

I still love Gina.


greggy from greenwich, ct writes:

Dear WEB:

I wiped my boogers (from the nose--don't know how to spell it) under the seat of my friend's car when he lent it to me. Should I tell him?


Robespierre from Paris writes:

Dear WEB:

I need head.


man with the third nut from ur anus writes:

Dear WEB:

I kicked my cat and fucked my wife nononononononon wait I kicked my wife and fucked my cat sorry im dislexic


Lithuanian Flungee from writes:

Dear WEB:


Lithuanian Flungee from Hungry writes:

Dear WEB:

When I walk alone with the animals, the furry rabbit, all frothin on the mouth speaks my name in a sublime manner asking "why can't I nail jello to the wall? Juggle feathers in a hurricane? And why do I always feel like Bambi in Manhatten?" My only answer can be "Because the hooting owl wishes it that way!...YOU STUPID RABBIT!"


Tony from New York City writes:

Dear WEB:

I know where Jimmy Hoffa is...cuz I whacked 'im..


samantha from the crack in your ass writes:

Dear WEB:

have you ever stopped to think and forget to start again? i did.


Sir Psycho Sexy from Pittsburg writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been sitting here for nineteen hours. You know it's rather funny that I can feel my brain starting to become h ard right inside of my skull. At least, and even I think t his is a bonus, the little green people who were once on t op of my monitor are now gone. Well when they come back I have my made my choice. I confess that I will commit murde r tonight. Yes, it's true, and don't try and stop me. Oh they will talk of this from here clear across the waters t o that great ole country of England. Yes sir re bob, the t he little green people they will get it tonight. Ohhhh no there back, it's the little green and blue one that gets t o me you know, really does...


Gray Mouser from STD-13 writes:

Dear WEB:

You know, I'm a little tea pot... Derrick... DON'T, hey man, those are MY GENITAL'S! Touch your own man.... Hey.. mannnnnnnnn. Christ why do I say mannnnnn so much.. Oh oh god. WWW people... I can picture you alll, alll of you ar in my sight...


Jellyfish from Over the Ocean writes:

Dear WEB:

I saw the Cow!


Butt-Munch from DooDab writes:

Dear WEB:

urr, i kinda like, urrr,.... spanked my monkey just now. That was cool huhuhuhu


Merde from ConVille writes:

Dear WEB:

Le Web est ce qu'il y a de mieux pour perdre son temps, cette page est encore une bel exemple de conneries.


I think you're from Mars writes:

Dear WEB:

and I'm from Pluto.


One of my coworkers began choking me during an argument at work. I punched him in the face. Is this ok? from souteast usa writes:

Dear WEB:

gurge


beavis from on earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been a naughty boy. I slept with my computer teacher from last year. It was bad she was hairier than I was and she had a mustache. I didn't want to do it but she made me. she said that she would fail me if I didn't lick her ----. I cannot forgive myself and I am contemplating suicide because she was a hairy beast and had a penis.


joe from home writes:

Dear WEB:

huh


from writes:

Dear WEB:


James and Corey from kansas writes:

Dear WEB:

James and I are two college students. Tonight we will be having a little bit of fun. Two fairly hot girls are coming over to strip in our dorm for us and one other guy. They will strip for $20. We are using our stopwatches to see who gets a boner first. We are going to get really horney. Too bad none of you will be able to come and watch or participate but i'm sure we will laugh and think about you...were sorry!!!!!!! NOT...


Sarah from Suburbs of Toronto writes:

Dear WEB:

I wish to confess that I find trekking through Internet very addictive. I don't think I will be able to give it up, but I promise to curb my appetite to only 'surfing the net' once a day. The one positive thing is that I have been reading a lot. The negative thing is my children haven't seen me for a week and I am hooked up to a can of diet coke at all times.


Gimpel the FOOL! from inside my brain writes:

Dear WEB:

I did absolutely nothing about the man I found in the street. I wondered if perhaps he'd be useful to me in my quest, yet found he only consisted of margarine. The guilt, that I feel, for not assisting the margarine man has been overwhelming. Alas, solice.


ChaosBringer from Lafayette, LA writes:

Dear WEB:

Well... I could put a client pull tag in here, make it so no one can ever access this page again.

Of course, that would only work on Netscape v1.1N people...

Well? Should I do it?


drew from world writes:

Dear WEB:

i eat too much


the dynamic duo from just a little way from London writes:

Dear WEB:

to Claudio of Turin dont worry, we love you Abbiamo cercato di contattarti ma niente. Ciao a tutti


magenta from here writes:

Dear WEB:

i secretly want my friend and his girlfriend to break up so i can date him


jsdfhlj from dfghdhf writes:

Dear WEB:

sdtgsdg sdg


Rupreck the monkey boy from Duck Manor writes:

Dear WEB:

Remember that enormous unexplained explosion in Tunguska year ago?

Well...that was me.

Also: I'm infatuated with this woman, and I don't know a damn thing about her, except that she has the most adorable picture of herself on her web page. My girlfiend just called me and was kind of nasty, so I don't even feel guilty anymore.

God, life is good.





Ozgnorg the Circumpolar from Hell, Ring 8, Bolgia 2 writes:

Dear WEB:

Bless me fodder for I have sinned. It has been fourteen billion years since my last confession. Since that time I have committed the following atrocities: Skipping Class (15,678,255,820 Counts) Murder (27,000,000,001 Counts) Cruelty to termites (42 Counts) Violating the Prime Suggestion (Aleph-Naught Counts) Forgetting my Social Security Number (1 Count) Speeding (1 Zillion Counts) Exaggeration (27 Zillion Zillion Counts) Rampant Misspelling (Who Counts?) Perjury (1 Count) Naturally, the above list is non-inclusive. -- Ozgnorg


22222 from writes:

Dear WEB:


Rukeend.X from de Laagste Landen writes:

Dear WEB:

Mijn allervreselijkste misdaad waar ik oh zo'n spijt van heb is dat ik 't heerlijk vind om al die idiote engelstaligen met diverse kluitjes in't riet te sturen om daar uit te gaan zitten zoeken wat dit nu in Godsnaam weer voor een taal is. Wat ik nog erger vind is dat m'n ex uit Limburg komt -die kan ik zelfs niet verstaan - en dat ze dus nu niet hier is om lekker 'plat te kalle', zodat vroeg of laat een ieder die in 't riet zat er wel weer uitkomt, omdat ik gvd niets anders weet te lullen dan 'zoals 't hoort ABN' Nu heb ik wel ooit latijn gehad, maar 't enige wat ik me nog kan herinneren is hoe je iemand naar de verdommenis kan wensen. Vrij naar Cicero (die was 't toch?); et cetero censeo Webbinem delendam esse. (Of was 't toch al weer te lang geleden? Nou ja, laat ook maar. Voorts haat ik de PTT, maar ik denk dat dat geen zonde is, tenminste, als je in ogenschouw neemt dat ik hoogstwaar- schijnlijk niet de enige ben. Yeah yeah you stupid only english speaking people, what the heck could this be, huh? I don't want to be forgiven, perhaps that's the worst crime. (Must've been said in the bible, somewhere, sometime by someone). So please don't. Ok, so far for this bull shit


Heh from Netherlands? NO WAY! writes:

Dear WEB:

Only English speaking? Yeah, I forgot some people thought that Dutch & English were the only languages on the Earth... chuckle. Anyways, how about a bit of this?: atvainojiet, bet gruti notureties, kad redzu dazhadas nasty lietas uz interneta. :) ipashi, ja raxtitajs ir holandietis, jo nesen sanaca sarunaties ar grupu holandieshu, kuriem bija shadas tadas problemas ar humora izjutu. /Ne, vinus neviens neizjokoja, vinji vienkarsi bija redzejushi kadu iesakumu netsex-am un bija sakushi apvainot cilveku, ko personiski nepazist, par kropli un izvirtuli. Un, - nee, tas nebiju es./ So, how about that? :] Heh, the racist, who thinks that way too many Dutch have a humour deficite in the organism. /and who will probably be considered of having a lack of it, too, but who cares? :)/


PonyBoy from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I like to do nasty things to my mommy's corpse.


Scottie from Born and Raised in New Jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

Switcehd price tags, and put on sale (without asking manager) two A/C at Sears. at Sears. Saved $200 on 2 A/C. Is it a sin ?


venkat from India to Illinois writes:

Dear WEB:

R U listening WEB? If you are listening, I won't confess. Well my grandma told me that the web is deaf, so I assume that you are infact deaf and go on with my confession. Oct-16 -1982: I kissed my first girl and lied to my friends about it Recent entries . Feb-6th -1995 : stephanie was good; I should not have cheated on her. March-18th -1995 : There is no hope but in hell. Next time I will dump. Life goes on .. aren't you mute too? say ah ..


Dark from Nextdoor writes:

Dear WEB:

When they said repent I wondered what they meant


Froggie from In Oregon writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend entirely too much time in front of this computer screen and not nearly enough making love to my fat wife.


Santa Claus from Finland writes:

Dear WEB:

Finnish children didn`t get any presents at this christmas, because I sold presents to Russian"black market"


Murder from Africa writes:

Dear WEB:

Im the idiot who let out the damn Eboli Bacteria, and now Im waiting to bleed to death. But before that happen I will spend some time on the net.


from west writes:

Dear WEB:

i don't know what to d


HORNY from portsmouth, U.K writes:

Dear WEB:

I shagged a lot of women and a sheep joined in for fun, help me I am sick and perverted can you recomend a faithful horse for hours of fun.


Bugsy from Portsmouth, England writes:

Dear WEB:

Dearest Web Confession people, I need help fast, I need at least a thousand web users to try my home page to get into the Guiness Book of records attempt of most tryed web page. So far I'm on 169, please help is running out. http://www.sis.port.ac.uk:80/student/bugsy


Randy from From total hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess.... My freinds and I were getting drunk one night and to get even with my so called freind "ace" , I took a veeerrry large smelly dump in a plastic ziplock freezer bag, added a fork and a nice note that said "A shit for a shit!, Have a nice meal".We wrapped it in Dr.Seuss wrapping paper and sent it to him for his birthday.


Randy from From total hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess.... My freinds and I were getting drunk one night and to get even with my so called freind "ace" , I took a veeerrry large smelly dump in a plastic ziplock freezer bag, added a fork and a nice note that said "A shit for a shit!, Have a nice meal".We wrapped it in Dr.Seuss wrapping paper and sent it to him for his birthday.


lisa from bradley writes:

Dear WEB:

i'm in love with my math professor


jen from dartmouth writes:

Dear WEB:

i have a thing for dorks. i ate dog food as a child. i cross the street when there are no crosswalks.


dvalle from @colossus.rhon.itam.mx writes:

Dear WEB:

Necesito sexo, de hombres, ando urgido. Fotografias , productos, declaraciones lo que sea es bueno para esta situacion de crisis por la que estoy viviendo.... Quisiera morder Gansito, grandesito-. .... . . . . . . . . . . . . .


snickerdoodle from Northwest Washington State writes:

Dear WEB:

I have not been working very hard on my thesis. I am afraid I might now finish it! I am going to try harder and harder and I will finish it. I am sorry.


fat boy from south writes:

Dear WEB:

no


R-13 from Boulder, Co writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed and raped a whole school bus of catholic teenage girls.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Net Trasher from University of Illinois writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes when I'm net surfing I don't even finish reading the page I'm on before I jump to the next one. Should I feel guilty? However, the page I keep coming back to is here. Thanks for the encouragement.


julie from california writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate mushrooms and broke into my uncle's house. I ate all his peanuts, leaving the shells on the kitchen floor and stole his Willie Nelson album. I don't even like Willie Nelson!!!!!!


dead in the head from misery writes:

Dear WEB:

everthing is fucked. I've had a gutful


wiggy from hants u.k. writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I do not like small furry pussies.


trixie from soapbubble land writes:

Dear WEB:

I dont like soap


spanky from canada writes:

Dear WEB:

i spend too much time looking for dirty stuff


Bonehead from Midwest writes:

Dear WEB:


Sick of Crybabies from Lost in Space writes:

Dear WEB:

It sucks, I have no sympathy for people who whine.... My Ex-girlfriend says "nobody loved her as a child" boo fuckin hoo, go get a clue. You could be deformed or starving or living in a cardboard box somewhere. Sorry I have no compasion for people like that. What a prick I am


Anne from Home writes:

Dear WEB:

I have had evil thoughts, done evil deeds and not been a good friend to my cyberfriends. I love to gossip and have a larcenous heart.


Quest from East of Ginger Trees writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh GREAT! As if being raised Catholic wasn't enough - now I'm supposed to feel guilty on the WEB, too?!? That's IT! Get OUT of my WAY!! I'm going right out that window heeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrreeeeeee.....


j from ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

i got really drunk on friday, and i made a complete fool out of myself at a social. now i'm afraid that this girl i met there will think i'm a dork. what should i do?


Don from Pacific Grove, CA writes:

Dear WEB:

I wake up in the middle of the night wondering what Ronald Reagan would sound like singing " My Baby Got Butt."


Satan from Satan@hell.org writes:

Dear WEB:

I have sinned for taking your pathetic souls into the molten doom of Hell. I think I should go to Hell for this... NOT! Come one, come all! We welcome you! Treatment like no other place! Bar-B-Q EVERY single day! But come fast! Limited Space! Many are already flocking here! Don't be the last on your block to come! --Satan cc: Carnage Dragon Kane Ranper


God from God@drag.heaven.gov writes:

Dear WEB:

This is God talking to you with my fingers. I wish to tell all you fools that we need some people up here! It is getting lonely during those cold nights up here. Can someone come comfort me?

My loyal subjects can help you by leading the way.

Carnage

Dragon

Kane

Ranper

-- GOD


Jajon from Baltimore writes:

Dear WEB:

I love Sara..... :)


Craig from New (at least I live 5 minutes from NYC) Jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been married for 6 years and am faithful to my wife. My deepest regret is that I didn't have anal sex with my last girlfriend in the bath tub when she wanted it.


Nick from owings mills writes:

Dear WEB:

I am embarassed about the fact that I eat cat shit.


hivnurse from baltimore writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes i get so angry at paients i look at other men besides my husband I fantize about an affair I fantize about having sex with another female although I do not like women in general


Perfect from Switzerland writes:

Dear WEB:

I apologize for being so perfect that it makes my friends look bad! Aber mir Schwitzer sinn aifach so.


Bubba from Over the Rainbow writes:

Dear WEB:

I think therefor I spam!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


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Dear WEB:

ATZ AT S7=45 S0=0 V1 X4


a from a writes:

Dear WEB:


Gunna Goo Goo from Seattle writes:

Dear WEB:

I am Gunna Goo Goo, and my confession is that I am sexually atracted to my best friend, also a female . If anyone would like to email me at bd902@scn.org, do so, but realize that you have to be an intaker of drugs and alcohol on a regular basis, or you owun't understand a word I say. Like my name, GunnaGooGoo. bye all


toadstool from NH writes:

Dear WEB:

I kinda find my boyfriend receding hairline sexy- in a geeky way


kitty from florida writes:

Dear WEB:

on the prowl


from writes:

Dear WEB:


The Great Moe from Somewhere in the US writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess I hate confessions.


really busy from someplace nicer than where you are writes:

Dear WEB:

I really should get back to work, but this is so much more enjoyable !!!!


Hopelessly Addicted from A really nice place with lots of trees and water writes:

Dear WEB:

Lets see, Work...Read more confessions. Work...Read more confessions. Tough decisions.


NetDudeFL from Lantana, Florida writes:

Dear WEB:

Help! I am stuck in Felix may turn towards the states!
Oh well, the hurricaine will never hurt Steve's Place


Big D. from Cambridge writes:

Dear WEB:

I steal "Victoria's Secret" catalogs out of my neighbor's mailboxes.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Karen from Saudi Arabia writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me, for I have had sexual intercourse with a large canine.


dick from buffalo writes:

Dear WEB:

i waste too much time on pornography


Horse from Vallejo, CA writes:

Dear WEB:

Once, when I was about 16, some other guys and me broke into a barge moored on the Napa River. It was full of metal objects that the SeaScouts had collected to sell as scrap. We dumped all that stuff in the water to make room for our hideout. We dragged a bunch of furniture and magazines down there, and set up an alarm system with a tripwire across the doc. I smoked hashish there. Those were the days!


Julia from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been fantasizing about all you letter writers every night!!!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


nick from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

i farted and blamed it on my friend elmo every one laughed at elmo but he didnt do it.he left town he felt so bad about what he didnt do. elmo is pretty stupid but he is my friend.(least when i have to fart he was)poor elmo.oh well he was a dumb shit there i feel much better.pass the beans grampa.


leek from vermont writes:

Dear WEB:

I am getting frequent great head from a fortyish devout catholic woman who wants to remain chaste and not commit sins of the flesh. I know I will know her and yet I assure her I have no such intention and yes, head is just fine with God but of course the other would send us both down and yet I have every intention of knowing her and am only getting all the ducks in a row.


b from m writes:

Dear WEB:

sjfhjsfhsjfh


from writes:

Dear WEB:


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Dear WEB:


freff from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I beat my dog lots


Dick Assman from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I was going to take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. "Oh, no," I said. "Disneyland burned down." He cried and cried, but I think that deep down, he thought it was a pretty goodjoke. I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late.


Dick Assman's Nephew from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I found a gun in my dad's dresser. I was thinking of visiting my uncle and thanking him for the Disney trip, but my dad came in and caught me with the gun. Now I'm grounded. But I know my dad put the gun in the closet and Uncle Dick is coming for dinner tonight..


ollie from home writes:

Dear WEB:

i farted!


David from Toronto writes:

Dear WEB:

I am when the web will become self aware. Misc. Link


Joe Blow from Kokomo writes:

Dear WEB:

I had an affair with this fantastic woman. She was the best fuck I ever had, or ever will have probably. She did anything I asked, and I fantasize about her a LOT even after my wife found out and after 5 years. I think about her sweet crotch and get really horny and then jerk off. She was the BEST. If she asked me to, I would do her again in a heartbeat.


Bludhound from writes:

Dear WEB:

I LOOKED UP MY ASSHOLE IN THE MIRROR TODAY! IT BLEW MY FUCKING MIND!!!


Raul from street writes:

Dear WEB:

I hit a fireplug with my truck. The fireplug broke and I took off.


Michael from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I have lust in my heart for the girl sitting next to me. I like when she kisses/bites me and then I think of removing her leopard skin underwear PS: Her name is Debbie and she can be yours...


Snoopy from Charlie Brown's Backyard writes:

Dear WEB:

When I was in high school, I fudged some of my chem labs.


Disaster from Satanist writes:

Dear WEB:

I have sined, i have killed a christian!


Biff from Orgonian writes:

Dear WEB:

No time to freight, no time to frown I was late for work, and I lied to the clown


big man from fla writes:

Dear WEB:


John from ? writes:

Dear WEB:

I had a nasty dream, my mother in law was visiting us and i dreamt of her


John from ? writes:

Dear WEB:

Jesus is dead. I want his job...


misha from The Void writes:

Dear WEB:

I got extremly pissed one day and cast a 3 day hate spell on an enemy of mine. Is that wrong?


J.C. from Spaztec Village writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been working on my first set of web pages for the last month (sort of) and now I have so many links I don't know what to do :-( May the fickle gods of the Temple of Windoze leave me alone long enough to finish my penance.


God from Somewhere up There writes:

Dear WEB:

COME VISIT ME

God Thanks You...


Red from A warm place writes:

Dear WEB:

i used to like marky mark's cover of Walk on the Wild Side but I hated lou reed's original.


Lost in New York from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm Lost, confused, and not sure what the hell I'm doing...I guess I'm simply confessing to get those stupid answers as to what those pictures are!


Erin from Baltimore writes:

Dear WEB:

I was interested in my ex-boyfried a few months ago. My marriage was bad.


Roenick from Tampa writes:

Dear WEB:

I didn't put the toilet seat down at my female friend's house. I am ashamed.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


butthead from writes:

Dear WEB:

try


Jacques Derrida from The Supplement writes:

Dear WEB:

What diferance what the fuck I did. I hated KIDS--perhaps teen sex when it's hot and good, but never like that, no never.


fred from new jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

I stole a pack of condoms from a convenient store.


mark from office 5, soton writes:

Dear WEB:

I like sheep. Sometimes I look out of the window of my office : there is a large open field with lush, green grass and sometimes, if you are lucky sheep. It makes me feel so good when I glance up from my work and see sheep frolicking in the autumn sun.


DINGO from sIDNEY writes:

Dear WEB:

EAT RAW FISH


excess from melbourne writes:

Dear WEB:

i have an excess from my nob about four centremetres long. when i stretch it out its about seven centremetres long. i hold it out with my left hand and pluck it with my right, pretending to be the bassist for spinal tap.


Shanks from Alice, Texas writes:

Dear WEB:

I've got a pH.D in Chemistry and I am a DOS illiterate!


smiley from chicago writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my family


Casper Milquetoast from The Midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I threw a tantrum in public.


hgiel from north carolina writes:

Dear WEB:

bless me web for i have sinned, i have been lurking, and peeping into many juicy e-rooms without ever posting.


apoxofpills from nyc writes:

Dear WEB:

You know, There is no such thing as a universal moral code. And for that reason, I'm taking a vacation.


aboxofpills from writes:

Dear WEB:


aboxofpills from new yark writes:

Dear WEB:

I do many illegal things, yet I don't have a damn thing to confess.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Peregrin from Vienna indeed writes:

Dear WEB:

All my life I've been trying to be original, witty, different. Now I cannot think of anything more.


bobo from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm on aol!


Grak from Hell's Beach writes:

Dear WEB:

I fucked two girls at the same time.


Loretta from Denver writes:

Dear WEB:

I am guilty of the sin of gluttony. I ate too many pop tarts this morning. I am covered with shame.


d-roo from atchleaa@micro.wcmo.edu writes:

Dear WEB:

i kicked the hell out of some guy's car and never admitted to it


some Skater from some Skater place writes:

Dear WEB:

Ummmm..What? Huh "^%$#E@ that was pretty coool Heh hehn 69 yup


That Skater guy's freind from the same place he's at writes:

Dear WEB:

HEY hows it going? pretty good. My skater freind is petty coll . he kan OLLIE reallli good. butt i su CK!!! any other skaters out three om the intetertnt?


Bandawadaladahada from Brazil writes:

Dear WEB:

I have just learned english & got a computer, I am on the champion world cup brazilian team. I am very lonly in Brazil


Partyman from Flint writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me, Oh Web, for I have over surfed. Far too much time on line.


Great Cthulu from Almost where you are writes:

Dear WEB:

We are almost .... you worl.......Biding .. till... ... .when. .. Web accesses reach... ..will have .... all ... rivers of..... bwahahahah....


Jeremy from Cabot writes:

Dear WEB:

Im havin' trouble tryin' to sleep. Im countin' sheep but runnin' out. as time ticks by, still i try. no room for cross-steps in my mind. On my own Here we go! Green Day-Brain Stew-Insomniac Thank you Thank you very much.


Col from Newport England writes:

Dear WEB:

My wife thinks I'm Doing work bot I'm not


Sham from Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I lied to the World!!!!!


from writes:

Dear WEB:

fart


Jeff from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

Hi mom


plako from 5 mins south of lobo writes:

Dear WEB:

I am An ORGASM I Want your body I love you Popo says HI!!!


Moefat from Palace of shit writes:

Dear WEB:

I did my reverand


David Friesen from Lord Nelson Francophn writes:

Dear WEB:

my hand is attracted to my willie


michelangelo from california writes:

Dear WEB:

I cheated


Paul from Washington DC writes:

Dear WEB:

I think your pages are pointless.


Paul from Washington DC writes:

Dear WEB:

What race am I? Do I have any physical existence at all? How do you know I'm not a false creation, proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? Or perhaps this electronic avatar is a manifestation of something more familiar than you might otherwise think. In Adam's fall, we sinned all. By the way, now that I've confessed, when do we eat? A wafer sure would taste good now.


Red Dog from The Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I over eat.


WANK! from WANK! writes:

Dear WEB:

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------fuckfuckfuckfuck


Diz from Jersey Shore writes:

Dear WEB:

I have stayed up waaaay past my bedtime and I haven't started trimming the tree.


Banquo from Cygnus X-1 writes:

Dear WEB:

OK,...dig this,....there is this girl that I'm in love with right? and she kinda likes me,...but she's in love with this other guy. A guy who doesn't really love her, uses her for sex, and treats her like a possesion. Now I know she loves him and all,.....but I want him dead,...or I want him to show her how much of an asshole he really is,...and give her no choice but to dump him,... I know this is wrong, because it would cause her so much pain, but HE SUCKS, and she rocks. and we are so good together, (everyone says so) and she says I make her happy. Hmmm....... But of course he's your better than average looking guy and I'm your less than average looking guy, so I guess that pretty much ends it there huh? I confess,...I'm greedy,..I want her all to myself I confess I want to be happy.


Pope Bongophelius Zed I - Leader of the 1st Cyber religion of Waynism from Wright State University writes:

Dear WEB:

I Like being Pope of my own religion,...I don't know if I'm supposed to like it or not,...but I get giddy with power sometimes. I mean 500+ people following ME! HAHAHAHAH!!!Oh,...uh But I'm just doing my job,...Oh and keeping the Bro-Jed FAQ on my homepage. Uh-oh I better confess,...I'm going to give the location of the Page Du Wayne A SHAMELESS PLUG for MY RELIGION, MY BUISNESS and MY BAND HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! It kinda sucks, but the Waynist info & the Bro-Jed stuff is funny. And my band is *kinda* cool too. And now it's dark...............................


Pope Bongophelius Zed I from WSU writes:

Dear WEB:

Oooops sorry,...I think I threw a loop in my text (tee hee) No,..really I'm sorry FORGIVE ME WEB!!! THIS Should have been the link to Le Page Du Wayne But (BAD POPE!!) I didn't put in the quotes or the words,...and now the tears,...oh the tears :(


mich from calif writes:

Dear WEB:

I lust after a coworker big time. Problem is, I'm married!


Charlie Chan from Northern California writes:

Dear WEB:

I have little patience with raising two children who give their father lip.


Jeannie from Poynton writes:

Dear WEB:

i have engaged in a wide variety of unnatural sexual acts.


Magic Man from Dallass Texass writes:

Dear WEB:

I am the inventor of the most heinous invention of the 20th century - the Superconducting Kitty Collider! It accellerates cats to supersonic speeds inside a 53 mile underground ring and crashes them together. It doesn't do much for science, but it's a damned fine way to dispose of nature's most overrated creature. Also pioneered the Kitty Kat-A-Pult which would launch a 16 pound test subject upwards of 125 yards if the wind was right.


Mike from Edmonton writes:

Dear WEB:

I fell in hopelessly in love with a girl I played the MUDs with. We were going to meet, but she started acting crazy and wanted to just say goodbye to me forever. My confession is that I manipulated her into ending it all because she lives so far away, it would waste enormous amounts of money to see her (she lives in the southern united states). Another confession is that she sent me a picture of herself, and I told her she was beautiful. I must confess, she's not that great... Another confession, I told her I was single, even though I was dating other women. I've been through 3 women in the last year. Yes, that's right, I've held on to the cyber chick for a year! If that isn't love I don't know what is. She's a sweet southern girl, I miss her, goodbye Lara love, Mikey


Darksider from Der Hinterlands auf Idaho writes:

Dear WEB:

Tonight.... I sat up and drifted across the electronic moonbeams of the internet... and after the kids went to bed... I ate all of their suger cereal as a snack.. hehehehehehehehehehe


shiva from another tech school writes:

Dear WEB:

Data is the crystal wind, and the crystal wind is life. Information is as addicting as any chemichal. We all need to know!


Sandra from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

One time i was in bed and i shouted "I FEEL LIKE CHICKEN TONIGHT!"


Sexguy from The Bed writes:

Dear WEB:

I love sex!


Clueless from NY writes:

Dear WEB:

I haven't a clue what"mandelbrot" means...


SCSI@5800.rpm from writes:

Dear WEB:


Samuel Sam from Brazil writes:

Dear WEB:

Confesso que meu fascnio pelo Cyberespao tem me causado muitos problemas e minhas pessoas mais caras no me suportam mais! Consegui uma torcicolo, perdi minha mulher, meu amante, meus amigos, meu vizinho roubou minha energia eltrica e tenho enfrentado tudo isso apaticamente, com sorrisos. Ser que meu sangue se liquefez? Minha fora de vontade est reduzida a zero. Quero dizer senhores, que me tornei uma barata ciberntica e estou muito satisfeito. Adeus, mundo real! O virtual sensacional! Hello friends of Cyberespace! Bye Bye!


pretty aunt nancy from delaware writes:

Dear WEB:

I have really been thinking about killing my mother's dog. I've had him for 20 days and I think I'll give him a bunch of tylenol p.m. Please visit my homepage at http://www.ssnet.com/~dunlap. I will post a secret message when I finally do it. It will just say "dog" but you will know.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


John from DC writes:

Dear WEB:

I kicked the cat 12 times.


impure thinker from CA writes:

Dear WEB:

I lust after a co-worker! We're both married but she's so fine. :) I can't decide whether she treats me so nicely because she wants to be a friend or if she's flirting with me with intent. If I make it clear I want her I could be wrong, then our work relationship will suffer. Yikes!


chops from Polanco writes:

Dear WEB:

let me tell you something about this place. I wake up in the morning and I find beside me a monster trying to kiss me.Maybe this situation is not very special, but what makes interesting this story is that I always try to make this alien vanish with magic spells and lemon tea (something I learned from a gipsy) but sometimes it works and sometimes it doesnt. If you are having problems with your own aliens try this stupid method.


Rainbow Brite from Florida writes:

Dear WEB:

My long term friend (9 years) likes me, I'm all ready going with "Bob"and what the !@#$! should I do?


Dan from Los Angeles writes:

Dear WEB:

I spent longer than ten seconds reading this page of confessions. May God have mercy on my soul.


Michelangelo from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I still lust after my co-worker. She is so fine! I now have confess to self abuse. I keep imagining what it would be like to make love to her! ;) The bishop can't take much more polishing! How do I go on?


Sean. from South America writes:

Dear WEB:

I fucked three different women on the same day. One of them was my girlfriend. My dick hurts from so much fucking. Will you heal it?


bloggs from england writes:

Dear WEB:

I really have been far to critical and bad tempered


Ernesto Samper from Bogot, Colombia writes:

Dear WEB:

I licked a reporter's pussy yesterday so that she would stop telling everybody that I used drug money in my campaign. It's a lie, I would never use drug money, but i don't want any more people saying that I did.


Michelangelo from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I still lust after my co-wrker, but now I've confessed my fondness for eating pussy and being frustrated because my wife doesn't like it much. She responded that she doesn't how my wife wouldn't like it. I got chicken and didn't escalate the conversation. :( Help me cross the line! I want to eat her pussy grrrr1 :)


nasty girls from somewhere from right here! writes:

Dear WEB:

We confess! My friend and I have been looking up for everybody's names in the net and trying to find out about other people's secrets. Later we're going to tell everybody about it -- get ready!


nasty girls from somewhere from right here! writes:

Dear WEB:

We confess! My friend and I have been looking up for everybody's names in the net and trying to find out about other people's secrets. Later we're going to tell everybody about it -- get ready!


al from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I love other guys looking at my wife's legs


POOCHIE from Dog house writes:

Dear WEB:

I am madly in love with my dog Lucky


Al from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I make my wife go out with a short pleated white skirt and no panties or slip in the hope that one of our neighbours will see up her skirt or through it.


Chill from in a Gadda da Vida writes:

Dear WEB:

I did it!


Guru from writes:

Dear WEB:

Lick my toe....baby .


falcon from writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web Thanx for forgiving us we are here web surfing and while I ..............opps soory have to go cont. tommorrow


me from somewhere writes:

Dear WEB:

I think I'm becoming addicted to this thing called Internet. I know I'm going to receive a very expensive bill for it in a few days, but I just can't stop. No work, no TV, no newspapers, no anything, I just don't seem to find a way to get away from this computer. Help!


Dan from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I generally underperform, in almost all of my self appointed tasks


Michelangelo from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I couldn't stand it anymore so I confessed my attraction both here and to this married women I work with. Sheesh, not only that, I told her I think of her while I jerk off! At first, she acted a little distressed, went back to her office. An hour later she calls me up and wants to know EXACTLY what I do when I "think" of her. I'm going friggin' nuts!


fetishlady from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess-- I live the life of an ordinary middle upper class lady. Nothing out of the ordinary,unless like my father you consider being a liberal a handicap. There is only one thing I would like to do and that is be a professional Dominatrix. The whole nine yards-- s&m, bondage, and any- thing else that went with it. To satisfy my need to be a freak and still live the life I lead I had two tatoos and my nipple pierced. It is so exciting to see the look on a mans face when he first sees or feels the gold ring that is suspended in the erect flesh of my nipple.


Rondo Trasho from Florida writes:

Dear WEB:

When people piss me off, I kill them. It's that simple. Or else I make them smell my fresh shit. The kind with corn chunks in it. And then I kill them.


Mudder from anywhere writes:

Dear WEB:

I got restless and started feeling like cheating on my lover, so I started to spend more time on the computer, trying to do work. Well, instead of work I MUD all the time and pick up guys and have cybersex with them. My email is full and I can't let my boyfriend see my mail anymore. Help...


Mel from Ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

Not caring enough


buffy from writes:

Dear WEB:


buffy from coco beach writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed and ate my neighbor's cat.


nick from new brunswick writes:

Dear WEB:

I put my finger in my dogs but hole.


Lizard King from Kanada writes:

Dear WEB:

I always wake up with a boner. Wath can i do?


Buck from the pound writes:

Dear WEB:

dogs rule


bizmo from hell is University... writes:

Dear WEB:

I am here when I have 100000000 other things to do. I am jealous of the car my boyfriend is going to buy because I'm afraid he'll spend more time with it than me, and I know he'll spend more money on it. I am trying to persuade him not to get a modem because I know he'll be trapped in the web and I'll NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN!!!! And worst of all, I THINK I'M TURNING INTO MY MOTHER!!! Oh the inescapable horror of heredity.


bobo from valley writes:

Dear WEB:

spend work at play


cadilla from cape-town writes:

Dear WEB:

where are the fucking sex on this thing


I hate my ugly, fat, skank, non-loving, crap-talking, pms-havin', bitch of a girl-friend!!! from Ahhhh! writes:

Dear WEB:

NY


les olsen from University of Utah S.O.M writes:

Dear WEB:

I am desperately attracted to my my Medicine and Society intsructor. He is so fine and I want to make him mine. I'm just afraid he won't like me 'cause I'm a boy (I think).


Rico Suave from earth station 1 writes:

Dear WEB:

I think about things I shouldn't. In ways I shouldn't. For lengths of time I shouldn't. I enjoy this til I remember I shouldn't. Then I feel remarkably guilty, but I guess I shouldn't. These thoughts are prurient, but of living a different life than the one I've selected. I'm tired of responsibility, I'm tired of achievement. I'm too exhausted to be anybody's support.


Broken Glass from Glass House writes:

Dear WEB:

It was me who threw the rock!


Kondo Man from Right Here, Right Now! writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess, I have no sympathy for the bleeding hearts wallering over censorship. All this fervor over 'Net censorship...HOGWASH! You're all ( and you know who you are) a whiny bunch of pedophiles and spank-freaks Prove that the Founding Fathers intent of "free-speech" meant juvenile unrestraint. You guys/gals are just plain silly (again, you know who you are). I mean silly as in "silly as a rump ranger." Actually, I couldn't care less what people do in the...(keyword here) -PRIVACY- of their own cave. The internet is...(another keyword moment, try to stay with me) -PUBLIC- ! Who cares if you don't like what the PUBLIC is doing to what you think is YOUR internet. Do you have a bill of sale, a proof of purchase??? Then eat a brick and try growing-down. You bunch of PC-whipped, need-a-life, iguana butts. Please don't be offended, I mean all this in the most positive way...NOT!


A happy guy from St. louis writes:

Dear WEB:

I watch Bay Watch 'cause the girls are always running. That's all. I'm just having a brain fart.


col. adkin from nc writes:

Dear WEB:

i am a kentucky colonel who has never contributed anything to the state of kentucky and i feel sooooo guilty.


larry from hanover writes:

Dear WEB:

I haven't had sex with anything but my Hand in over a decade!


Thybean from nowhere writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear WEB, I gave my pet gerbil Peanut a swirly, and he..well...drowned! I am stricken with guilt and remorse. Please..(sob!)...please forgive me! Alas for poor Peanut! I knew him well!


Tammy from writes:

Dear WEB:

My name is Tammy and I have been described as knockout. I have shoulder length blond hair grey eyes and a well proportioned body. I am 37 but I easily pass for 25. During my 15 year marriage to Peter I have had over 100 lovers. I have no problem finding guys to go to bed with. I have fucked high school boys, older men, husbands of friends, strangers I have met when I go out for a hunt. I love the feel of a big cock fucking me (minimum 9 inches long and fat around) and cuming in my mouth. I can suck cock for hours, bringing a man to the edge only to let him hang there for as long as I want. I like to be fucked hard and long and consider a failure any man who doesn't make me cum 7 times. I expects at least three ejaculations from a lover, one down my throat, one on my tits and one in my pussy. A man that can bonus with a fourth cumming in my ass will get a repeat visit. Early on in our marriage I realised that my little dicked husband Peter could never satisfy me. I don't understand why but knowing I am being satisfied buy other guys is the greatest turn on for him. I fuck who I want, when I want, where I want. I force Peter to leave the apartment at times when I want to make love to strange new guys in our bed. I have gone on vacations with my lovers bringing Peter back only the delicious stories of my orgasms, positions and experiences. Although Peter has known of and heard about my liaisons for years I have never allowed him to see me fucking sucking and swallowing my lovers. I only tell Peter the wonderful stories of my lust that make Peter so horny that he cums without a touch. I tell Peter all the dirty details because I know that it is the humiliation that turns him on more than anything else. I had lovers during our marriage before he knew it was happening but I do prefer it now that Peter knows I am having sex with all these other well hung studs. I allow Peter to fuck and eat me especially when I have another guys jism dripping from my cunt. Peter has never brought me to orgasm and will never satisfy my need for the big cock. I do give Peter head but never allow him to cum in my mouth. I only allow my big cocked lovers to cum in my mouth because that is the reward for being able to totally satisfy me. Peter wants to see me fuck another man. He lives for it and dreams about it. The thought of me having sex with another man consumes him. Peter has begged me to let him watch. I will always refuse. My encounters are for my pleasure and Peter is lucky that I tell him about them in the detail I do. I will never give Peter his desire to let him watch me with another man. If anyone out there can measure up to my expectations let me know. We can fuck in Peter's bed after I have sent him out.


Freedberg from White Pine, TN writes:

Dear WEB:

I just can't get my butt in gear to do all the things I need to do!


Troubled from Little Rock writes:

Dear WEB:

Lied...Cheated...Stole...Lusted...Bragged


Kelly from Sin City writes:

Dear WEB:

While my wife was in labor, I had sex with Soni.


Simba from kartause writes:

Dear WEB:

I've killed a cat while driving with my car


I bought my dinner from McDonalds writes:

Dear WEB:

Enough said.


learned from my mistakes writes:

Dear WEB:

I used to masturbate in public places. But now that I'm older and wiser, I do it in private and just WISH I was in public.


James from Anytown writes:

Dear WEB:

Just seeing what this thing is about


bubbe from treehouse writes:

Dear WEB:

i am bad


Sludge from Milky Way writes:

Dear WEB:

I kant spull too gut.


Michelangelo from California writes:

Dear WEB:

The object of my desire is teasing me unmercifully. She flashed her pert little breasts at me and acted as if she had done nothing. I want her. I want to make love to her in the sunshine, make her quake beneath me!


the devil incarnate from hell's gate, anytown, world writes:

Dear WEB:

I just killed my parents with a machetti I acquired the other night at the alternate wares store on Main St., Hell's Gate, Anytown, World. Please forgive me Father!


john from nowhere writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a pedophiliac. I want to have sex with pubescant girls


Maynard from Ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

I want to make a million dollars real quick so I can be like Jim, Jim is cool---Jim knows he is cool. Jim is bad. I guess he deserves to be bad. I am confessing that I don't have the slightest idea where I can get a million dollars. Maybe I'll ask Jim-----Jim says we're gonna get a farm and raise rabbits---nice rabbits with all different colors---- I promised Jim I wouldn't get in any trouble like the last time--- I didn't mean to do what I did and I promised Jim that I would let him do all the talkin--- Jim is a mother of a talker-----


little dick from us writes:

Dear WEB:

all i ever do is play with myself!


blond-e from kansas city writes:

Dear WEB:

i snorted ajax


sick monkey from jungle writes:

Dear WEB:

i love monkeys ,they are hairy and cute,i just love fiddlin with the little sacs. What Kind of Monkeys do you use? i just love it when they spit up,it flatters me!!when i see their fat and chubby toes it just wants me to commit monkey sodimy(butt fuckin) IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME??????? NO YOU ARE THE PERVERT"


Q_BERT from THE TOILET OF TERROR HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEMCN;OWIUFGSKFKJ3OLGK2WII357874-146-55=53986,,GIKDOEHSEYS writes:

Dear WEB:

ONCE I HAD TO GO REALLY BAD SO BAD I DIDN'T RAISE THE LID OH NO MY WHOLE FEMALE SIDE OF THE FAILMY TREE CIRCLED AROUND ME. THEN I SAID THE THTE DOG DID IT :(


IGO from Escape Magazine writes:

Dear WEB:

The Web can forgive many things, but can it explain where all the great content is? I mean, you hear and read about all this really great stuff, but where is it? http://www.win.net/~tms/escape.html - On Internet Relay Chat you are consumed by a total lack of intelligent conversation. Where's the content? Web, giver of bandwidth in the endless void of cyberspace, grant me an escape.


boppo from ky writes:

Dear WEB:

im a computer addict


Psychos from Mudville writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate my dog. I didn't mean to do it, really. He just looked so tasty, I couldn't help myself. I skinned him with my dad's hunting knife, and put the the giblets in my crabby neighbor's mailbox. I diced him, and fried him, and made his jowls into jerky. He tasted so good! I hunted down the neighbor's teacup poodle and he's hanging in my closet to dry as I type. He won't be as good, because of the breed difference, but oh well. There, now you know about my secret obsesssion. I think I'll try the cat tommorow. No, today the hamster-tommorow the world!!! hahahahahahahahahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


ProMo from HIckville writes:

Dear WEB:

This is my third confession to you, oh Masterful Web. I have burned my brother's Star Trek books. I trampled upon his sacred ground. PLease forgive me!


NoLife from fingers on the keyboard, computer monitor glare permanently burnt into my eyes writes:

Dear WEB:


NoLife from fingers on the keyboard, computer monitor glare permanently burnt into my eyes writes:

Dear WEB:

I check here to see if anyone REALLY posts here, really to see if any of you actually took this thing seriously enough to do this! Amazing.. ... who me??? huh? what! oh well!


Beachbum from Playas Azule by way of San Diego Ca writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been realy realy bad!!!! I have been looking for someone from Australia or New Zealand To Marry me just so i can get a dual citizenship in those contries No real commitment you know just for kicks. Anyway wish me luck!!! And if there are any members of the Acacia frat at Illinois Wesleyian University that see this tell Blatz and Blatz lite The Zima King says F... You I'm in Mexico!! hahahaheeehehehe


cat owner from midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

My cat barfed on the floor in the middle of the night and I just dropped some paper towels over it (the barf, not the cat) so I wouldn't step in it by accident and then I went back to bed. Now there's congealed hairy cat barf with paper towels in it cemented to the floor.


mouse from st louis, "misery" writes:

Dear WEB:

i made my wonderful wife strip off all her clothes and subjected her to severe tongue lashings and what-not ... she begged me to stop (not really!) and i know i should have (not really!) ... but i proceeded on till my tongue grew swollen (or was that something else?) ... then i farted and she threw up in digust! forgive me Web! oh... and then i came here and confessed... forgive me again


wife of MOUSE from st louis, MISERY (help!) writes:

Dear WEB:

to my spouses confession afore: i confess: I LOVED EVERY TANTILIZING TICKLING TONGUE LASHING I RECEIVED! but was digusted at the farting! why do you "men" do this things??? just like you guys to ruin an upcoming orgasm!


boonirat from tejas writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a Wietnam Vet. My Stepdaughter asked me to come to her history class and talk about the war. Some littel shit asked me if I had killed anybody. I asked him if he had ever finger fucked his mother. The teacher said they may not ask me back.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


the king of the potato people from planet reebok writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a friend who mastrubates into socks


ohboy from michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

I have screwed a 12 year old boy and loved every minute of it!! he had a really tight asshole but I straightened that problem out, I stuck my cock in and loosened his ass up. He really enjoyed sucking on my cock too!!!


Ex-Manhattan Boy from Queens writes:

Dear WEB:

Although I was engaged to my now-wife, I continued to see the woman I was truly in love with. I only broke up with her a 2 weeks before my wedding. I was miserable at my wedding. It has now been 16 years and I still miss my true love. Why did I do this? All sorts of stupid reasons. I thought that my now-wife would be a better mother. Another reason was religion. But I was wrong. Don't make my mistake. I have the business telephone number of my true love. Sometimes I call her (without speaking) just to hear the sound of her voice.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Alex Ferguson from Manchester writes:

Dear WEB:

Eric only plays well if I suck him off before the game. Yesterday I had no time cos I had to finish polishing Andy Cole's arse. Needless to say, the whole team got well and truly stuffed.


Alex Ferguson from Manchester writes:

Dear WEB:

Eric only plays well if I suck him off before the game. Yesterday I had no time cos I had to finish polishing Andy Cole's arse. Needless to say, the whole team got well and truly stuffed.


Werevu from TLK Muck writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a guy, and I'm attacted to a another guy, a leopard I used to live with. I dunno, I just had to tell someone.


Werevu from TLK Muck writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm a guy, and I'm attacted to a another guy, a leopard I used to live with. I dunno, I just had to tell someone.


O.J.'s Sis from Pikes Neck writes:

Dear WEB:

As a member of the Simpson family, I prayed that O.J. would be home in time for Thanksgiving Dinner last year. He's the only one in the family who can slice white meat...


Ian Underwood from FZ Land writes:

Dear WEB:

i know you've been in trouble with ponies and pigs!


Bob from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I once stole a cream egg from my local supermarket!!!


Starhawk from Realms of the Dragon writes:

Dear WEB:

I MUD way too much when I have tons of work to do. Can anyone find it in their heart to forgive me...?


bigd from dieppe writes:

Dear WEB:

j'ai sorti hier soir et je suis alle voir un massageur


Banane from Shdiac writes:

Dear WEB:

J'ai abus mon conjoint hier a soir. Quoi faire


sinner from murder capitol writes:

Dear WEB:

I lied


Deng Xiao Ping from Red China writes:

Dear WEB:

Yesterday when I was having an interview with the American Ambassador, I missed the spitoon.


Ursula from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I hit a rabid dog today. It died. oops!


Jesus Lily from College Park writes:

Dear WEB:

I am still a virgin


mangoMAN from europe writes:

Dear WEB:

I didn't do it!


Satan's mum from Hell writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Mr nice guy, My naughty son has been at it again, making all thgood people do very very naughty things. I think it must be something I've done. Can I be forgiven for the way I've brought him up?


max metal from quebec writes:

Dear WEB:

I play with my ass.... and I love it


Doc Feelbad from Sweden writes:

Dear WEB:

I would like to get one good picture of nude black woman from the net to our next student magazine, but it seems to be impossible if you are not a member of any sex/porno/wired-site. I'have lost my faith in web. Or can someone help me?


sch from senace writes:

Dear WEB:

i'm crazy


rich from a really big city writes:

Dear WEB:

i have had much too much to drink


edvac from zambonia writes:

Dear WEB:

I am intrigued to the point of actual experimentation involving the excruciatingly painful electrocution of 2 week old kittens. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!


Middle Aged Guy Trying To Worker Up A Boner from A Very Dark Room writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend all my time at work surfing for pictures of women, nude women in high heels performing oral sex on men. Then, on my lunch hour, I go to the park and cruise for guys. One time I had oral sex with a guy in the woods. Another time I gave a guy a hand job in his car. And then another time I went back to this guys apartment and got naked with him and we orgasmed all over each other. But the very worst was just a couple days ago, I picked up this guy, he was, like, half retarded or something, and smelled a little and had a lousy complexion. He was on his bike and I drove him to his townhouse, he left his bike at the park. And on the way to his house he starts asking if I like pain, if I want to piss on him, if I want to do "poppers" with him. I thought I'd vomit. So when he went in the house to put his dogs out back, I jumped in my car and drove away. Fuck that weirdo. But it's just gross, why do I do this? My wife would have a brain hemorage if she found out, and I DO love my wife. What's my fucking problem? I think I'll go to the park right now. Writing this has given me a boner. Bye!


Lee from Rochester, NY writes:

Dear WEB:

I had my first gay sex tonight. The guy was fantastic. Now I know who I am.


shepherd from carlile writes:

Dear WEB:

i beat people up and i cant HELP doing it


ponteepreed from limbo writes:

Dear WEB:

IM FAT AND LAZEE AND I SHAG SHEEP


NICK JAY from 17 ESK ROAD, CARLISLE writes:

Dear WEB:

IM A ROOSTING EGGY SPRINGHEAD


The Unabomber from Somewhere in Montana writes:

Dear WEB:

This e-mail stuff sucks ass!! You can't mail bombs with it. This internet thing stinks, too. I never have time to clean my shack because I am always online with my new 150 Mhz typewriter. Motto: If it's ticking, give it to your neighbor.


tops from bordell writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed my mother


Firegirl#1 from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I am going to fuck the brains out of someone way too old for me to make me happy. I love him, but I am aslo a virgin and prett much half his age. I can not wait to get down on him


Dan from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

Procrastination


Jeff from East Coast writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm married and met a woman through AOL, who was also married. We lived 1500 miles apart, but managed to spend five weekends together over an eight month period, fucking each other's brains out until recently, when she told me that she wanted me to leave my wife and marry her. I told her I couldn't do that, so it ended.


frank from near London,Ont writes:

Dear WEB:

I masturbate too much.


Mr.Jumbo from 519-631-9066 Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I am Gay please call me (BOB)!!


ABBADON from SN writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate myself


pervess from n/a writes:

Dear WEB:

I write to too many pervie men on the internet and the bad thing is I LOVE IT!!!


Daniel from The Black Lodge writes:

Dear WEB:

J'ai une a'me solitaire.


kenji from japan writes:

Dear WEB:

I need to tell someone, but I'm to frightened to do it face to face, about my disgusting behavior in public bathrooms. It all started when I was a youngster in high school. I was infatuated with a certain girl, but she avoided me. One day I noticed she had just exited from the toilet, beyond all self restraint and in total disregard for social taboos and school rules I quickly entered the girls toilet. Finding myself alone, I began a frantic search of the stalls, hoping to locate the one she had just used. Unable to it, I was about to give up hope when suddenly I looked in a stall and discovered the toilet had a skid mark about 3 inches long. At first I was repulsed, then curious, finally overwhelmed. I knew something very intimate about my secrete love. She left skid marks on the toilet! Over time this review of public, and often not so public toilets, increased. Today I am cumpulsive about this nefarious activity. Often searching out toilets at work, in the homes of friends an far the most repugnent activity of all is my frequenting of busy public toilets. I have taken to dressing in drag to facilitate ease of enterance of ladies toilets. When I discover a particularly large, or thick, or greasy, or chunky skid mark I almost swoon and loose all control, I have, on occasion found myself oon my knees in front of the toilet in a trance. Often I can't remember what I was doing, but on three separate occasions I discovered feces under my finger nails and a pugnent aroma wafting from my mouth. I can't stop, I 'm sick, I need help but I'm to ashamed to seek out counseling. Simply writing this confession has me paranoid. I think I'm a shit eater. But not in lump amounts. I can't bring myself to pick up a fresh terd and smell it or take a little nibble out of it, I only seem to scrape off a tiny chunck of the skid mark and delicately sample both its flavor and aroma. But I do have standards, I won't tolerate diareha, movements with chunks: corn, peanuts, etc. I even bought my hou


kenji from japan writes:

Dear WEB:

I need to tell someone, but I'm to frightened to do it face to face, about my disgusting behavior in public bathrooms. It all started when I was a youngster in high school. I was infatuated with a certain girl, but she avoided me. One day I noticed she had just exited from the toilet, beyond all self restraint and in total disregard for social taboos and school rules I quickly entered the girls toilet. Finding myself alone, I began a frantic search of the stalls, hoping to locate the one she had just used. Unable to it, I was about to give up hope when suddenly I looked in a stall and discovered the toilet had a skid mark about 3 inches long. At first I was repulsed, then curious, finally overwhelmed. I knew something very intimate about my secrete love. She left skid marks on the toilet! Over time this review of public, and often not so public toilets, increased. Today I am cumpulsive about this nefarious activity. Often searching out toilets at work, in the homes of friends an far the most repugnent activity of all is my frequenting of busy public toilets. I have taken to dressing in drag to facilitate ease of enterance of ladies toilets. When I discover a particularly large, or thick, or greasy, or chunky skid mark I almost swoon and loose all control, I have, on occasion found myself oon my knees in front of the toilet in a trance. Often I can't remember what I was doing, but on three separate occasions I discovered feces under my finger nails and a pugnent aroma wafting from my mouth. I can't stop, I 'm sick, I need help but I'm to ashamed to seek out counseling. Simply writing this confession has me paranoid. I think I'm a shit eater. But not in lump amounts. I can't bring myself to pick up a fresh terd and smell it or take a little nibble out of it, I only seem to scrape off a tiny chunck of the skid mark and delicately sample both its flavor and aroma. But I do have standards, I won't tolerate diareha, movements with chunks: corn, peanuts, etc. I even bought my hou


from writes:

Dear WEB:

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


moop the (friendly) humanoid from burnt hills, new york writes:

Dear WEB:

I think feta cheese is overrated.


schlitzie from the movie freaks writes:

Dear WEB:

I love a men who think feta cheese is overrated I look beautiful in my new dress aren't all humanoids friendly?


schlitzie from the movie freaks writes:

Dear WEB:

I love a men who think feta cheese is overrated I look beautiful in my new dress aren't all humanoids friendly?


Carepoto from Burke, Virginia writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess that I have graduated with a B.S. in Physics from Virginia Tech, but truly I am not a bit smarter than anyone. I have to confess also that I am so dumb that I took a job in a factory making $7.50 an hour. Can anyone beat that? Web, forgive me for thinking at some point that I was smarter than anyone :(


ricky from USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm hot for this Dartmouth math whiz. Also I'm from NC too.


Sad in St.Lucia (or something) from writes:

Dear WEB:

Last night I had sex with my cat. . . I think the little green men will take me away if I don't clean the house throughaly with New LIQUID Pinesol(ved)!! What should I do?! Pleez help me!!


Whip-Back from writes:

Dear WEB:

I wasted your time.


Zoso from Lava writes:

Dear WEB:

Photocopying without permission self-flagellation chewing gum in Singapore screwing my student across the overead projector


Lestat from Atlanta writes:

Dear WEB:

I have boils on my butt. Sometimes they get so bad that it's excruciating just to sit down. Unfortunately, my girlfriend is repulsed by my butt boils. When we are being intimate, she hesitates to put her hands on my butt. She wants me to see a dermatologist about the problem but I would be too embarassed. I've had butt boils for about 2 1/2 years and I've tried everything to rid myself of them. I have modified my diet, washed my buttocks with soap, and even put zit creme on the boils. However, none of these things seem to work. The worst thing about having butt boils is that it makes it hard for me to be proud of my body. Sometimes when I am naked in front of my girl, I feel unattractive.


B. Gates from Seattle writes:

Dear WEB:

Wonderful! I am so glad to see that this computer thing is finally catching on. Maybe there's money in this racket after all! ........... Lestat(from above with the but boils), go see a frekin doctor! you're disgusting! I don't blame your girlfriend for not wanting to touch your ass!


John Son from Hartson writes:

Dear WEB:

Fuck all of you! Does anyone out there have the intelligence to respond? Fuck YOU!!


WAJC from GEORGIA writes:

Dear WEB:

I have had sex with my boyfriend 10 times and believe that it is wrong to have premarital sex. I feel very guilty, but I can't stop doing it.


Shamed from London writes:

Dear WEB:

I should be working but I've just been to the pub and had two or three illicit drinks. I'm now about to surf the Net for three hours and have a bottle of gin to keep me company.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Toad Boy from nic computer lab in cda idaho writes:

Dear WEB:

dear www, I would like toget all the sick freaks with computers off the web . Maby you should clear off all the sickness that pepole put in ya know.


Izida from Inferno writes:

Dear WEB:

Ma is it a chat or??????!!!!!!!!!


dAMNED from THE GATES OF HELL writes:

Dear WEB:

I....I........didn't finsih my dinner!!!!! *sob*


iamsosorry from imsosorry writes:

Dear WEB:

i cant do this if other people can read this!!!! but im really really sorry!


gjfgjfgj from hjfghjfg writes:

Dear WEB:

jfghjfgjfghj


Ryan Anderson from America writes:

Dear WEB:

I masturbate all the time. I do it in the shower and when people think i'm taking a shit. The floor is hard so I can clean up jiz. I think about girls at my school and other boys that might masturbate. I wish I could figure a way to make it last longer. Sometimes I hump pillows with plastic bag wrapped on my cock.


Bob from Northwest writes:

Dear WEB:

Okay, so I didn't write down my damn password when I first signed up with my provider. Actually, I did write it down but now I can't find that little piece of paper I put it on. I am using Netscape 2.02 and I know my mail pass is the same as my logon pass. I know neither. If someone could mail me and let me know how to find my password I would be eternally grateful. Maybe I could cure you of these compulsive sins you continue to commit? Tammy, you need help! Divorce your husband, you need to be single. And that guy who digs the skid marks on toilets....stay away from that! And to whoever eats cat shit. Dont't, you can die from that, really! Anyhow I would appreciate any help!!! cronkd@ohsu.edu


pepe from here writes:

Dear WEB:

sin


Afraid from USA writes:

Dear WEB:

This is truly a sad diaplay. You people are all wasting time writing sick things on some random web page. Please don't fuel the bad reputation the Web has as a place for pervets to exchange porn and do something productive instead


Hopeless from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend too much time playing MUD. :( I hide from my boss and ignore my friends. :( I'm hopeless.


sinner from pasadena writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess. I said I would not play MUD today, but I played. Oh boy! :(


xpab from Arg. writes:

Dear WEB:

bad thinkings


The Happy Goth from London writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a Goth Tart who chases as many women as possible, and am at the moment attempting to chase after the girlfriend of my best mate, but shes cute so fuck it. I corrupt all who cross my path and make them tarts like myself. I'm into Vampirism so fancy a bite as it'll bring a whole new meaning to a LOVE BITE!!! I like sex as often as possible. Need I go on?


tin from ok writes:

Dear WEB:


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Sue from somewhere writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm very very very bad.


ossi from Helsinki writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm sooo bad, I've done sin


Nimrod from library writes:

Dear WEB:

I MURDERED MY GIRLFRIENDS EX-BOYFRIEND. I' M SORRY, NO I'M NOT. I DID IT ON PURPOSE. HE WOULDN'T LEAVE HER ALONE SO I CUT HIS PENIS OFF AND FORCED HIM TO EAT IT. THEN I SHOT HIM IN THE NOSE.


NIMROD from LIBRARY writes:

Dear WEB:

I MUST CONFESS, I PARTY TO HARD. WHEN I'M AT A PARTY I HAVE A TENDENCY TO GET DRUNK THEN SLEEP WITH MORE THAN ONE WOMEN. AFTER THAT I USUALL FIND A CAT AND LIGHT IT'S TAIL ON FIRE..


Alex Bell from Boston writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm sorry that I didn't stay with merely teaching the deaf! I'm sorry to all the people who haven't a real life anymore. But I'm back,and I would like to know who to call to find out about my back royalty checks.Please say hi to Ma Bell for me.


wide eyed from Sheffield UK writes:

Dear WEB:

So, it was decided, I would get myself a new computer. The 32k Beeb had to go, to be replaced with a 100Mhz * 16Meg full tower PC. I have read all the mags, I know what I want and I know who is going to supply it. A month later it arrives, or should I say three large boxes arrive. I clear space in my den, set-up and switch on. Im in awe. Icons are everywhere. I try out bits of software, its wonderful. June (my girlfriend) complains, never mind Ill get her a box of chocs. The manuals supplied are hopeless, however the local book-shop has a whole wall dedicated to computers. Word, Access, Windows and Dos manuals now form part of my library. June is still moaning. Magazines are piling up. June complains of the untidy mess the house is becoming, and that we never go anywhere. (must get her that box of chocs). Late nights staring at a computer screen are now the norm. However I believe once I've got to grips with the operating system life will be so much easier. June has gone to stay with a girlfriend for a few days. Programs from magazine discs are corrupting some of the system files. Files and folders are all over the place, why does a program create so many different files and hide them on the hard disc? Havent seen June for ages, beans on toast is now my staple food. Visit a Cyber-caf just to try out: wow, must get connected. Meet Junes friend Sue. Sue says I must phone June, ok I say tonight. Im on line by the weekend, and still haven't used the computer for the purpose for which it was bought, still havent phoned June and Im running out of beans, (or should it be that beans are running out of me!).


SIR FRANCIS from Germany writes:

Dear WEB:

Hallo Wo bin ich @.Franz-Josef.Schwarzkopf


Mr.Bungle from writes:

Dear WEB:

fuck crippled kids. fuck MTV.FUCK THE WORLD. aenima


Nick from Truth or Consequences, New Mexico writes:

Dear WEB:

Here are my REAL confessions: I'm 17 years old and I live right in the heart of Truth or Consequences. I am a huge pro wrestling fan and have followed it all my life. After I graduate from high school, in all probability, I will become a pro wrestler. I love semi-illegal porno and I love young pussy, usually younger than me. I am extremely popular at my high school, but I can't get a chick because I'm so fucking funny, none of them take me seriously. I recently got on the WWW and since then, I've kind of developed a "fuck you" attitude. All of my friends have noticed it, and so has my family. I don't blame the WWW, I blame rather ECW, for it has made me a hardcore, extreme, ultra-vilolent son of a bitch. Nobody has ever fucked with me because I stand 6'3" and weigh 200 lbs., but now, even my friends are scared of me and the craziness that has developed in me. I work at the local McDonald's where every chick there is a skanky whore, so I really don't want any pussy from there. The sad thing is, I don't see myself doing any- thing else but wrestling, and I just don't see any women that would stand by me throughout a long career. I'm so damn horny that I would probably jam anything that offered, except for a retard or something like that. I have VERY high morals, but on the same token, I don't really give a shit if I injure myself in pursuit of injuring someone else. I usually avoid fights because I just don't think I could hit anyone in anger. If it was a competition, though, I would likely break someone's neck without thinking. I hate the band Nirvana, because of what Kurt Cobain did. I think Cobain was a cocksuker anyway, although I hate to bash someone that is dead. I love to listen to bands like Kiss, Jackyl, Faith No More, Winger, Slaughter, and others. So for that, I'm not very popular with people my age today. Many say I'm stuck in the 80's, but I just fucking hate today's music, I think BUSH sucks dick, I think Alanis is a slut that has no talent. As a matter of fact, I heard that Alanis drank so much cum on her way up, that it still spills out of her mouth on stage, from time to time. So thanks, Web, for listening to me whine, I will be back!!


kahlua from alternate universe writes:

Dear WEB:

Well, I finally got it...closure! It's over, it's all over. I loved as much as I could and now it's all gone...she means so much to me...but I know now what it means to love someone yet know that person isn't quite right for you...I'll always love you E, you will always be special to me... Goodbye...


Me from My little ol'e computer writes:

Dear WEB:

I dropped a guy's books.


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Dear WEB:


Randall from Michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

I take crack


Randall Who from sucks his dick writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a dick, If u want to touch it to bad, your not worthy


14 year old girl from titwanksville writes:

Dear WEB:

I gave a bloke a titwank, and I'm not even very good looking for God's sake.


HPB from here writes:

Dear WEB:

This is what I spend all my time doing. I made it all by myself, and it took a long time so please go see it, please!!!!

Oh, and here I spend all my time chatting, it is really awesome.


Matt Bradley from your.Local.pharmacy writes:

Dear WEB:

Um, I really don't know how to say this. Ah hell, here goes: Sometimes after a hard days work and when the wife isn't anywhere around I like to go into the family room. When I'm there I clean out a nice corner and lie down there. After a good five minutes I roll back on my sholders and set it to "auto" pilot. JOUST ON ROOFTOPS! BIZATCH!


ace from notre dame writes:

Dear WEB:

i have none


honkus from new england writes:

Dear WEB:

I have used drinking water to cool scientific equipment.


Lola from Milwakee writes:

Dear WEB:

I really like 80's bands like Poison and Whitesnake. I'm an 80's rocker in a 90's rocker world!


Manni from writes:

Dear WEB:


Gaz from Sheep-shagging country writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm not sad, but I am lonely. I need anyone (under 25, blonde, large breasts) to Email me on DAVIESGR3@CARDIFF.AC.UK because I have to talk to someone. By the way, last week (31/10/96) I killed two men who were trying to talk to my potted fern, Lavern. They deserved to die and I hope they burn in Hell.


rat from in writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate a live lab rat at school.


MD from Between Twin Peaks writes:

Dear WEB:

Well...First of all, I shouldn't say anything but, about the locus? Naive me, there was a second "n" in the word "in(n)". So naturally, from that time forward all whos were in reality whats.


pompey slapper from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I enjoy my brothers company a little too much!!! NUDGE, NUDGE, WINK, WINK


Dick from in a pussy writes:

Dear WEB:

SEE WHERE I AM!!


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Dear WEB:


the other one from san francisco writes:

Dear WEB:

dear bob forgive me for i have sinned. it seems that i'm spending to much time looking for all the free sites with the sights. I'm not getting anything done at home or school anymore. I want my life back


lupus from stuttgart writes:

Dear WEB:

tu has comido mucho y yo he bebido demasiado...Alkaseltzser!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Bashful from Wash. writes:

Dear WEB:

My confessions for 1996........ 1)I slept w/ my husbands brother(a biggie) 2)I lied about a multitude of orgasms(ya, who doesn't) 3)I have stolen something from every store I've been to(so) 4)I poisened the neighbers loud mouth dog(they cant prove it 5)I ran around naked in the rain(no one saw) 6)I sent nudie pix to people I picked out of the yellow pgs. (it was a harmlesss prank) 7)I shaved my head because of a bad hair day(its growing back) 8)I have wished alot of people dead(& still do) 9)I got drunk, climed an electric tower, and waited for all 4 cop cars to arrive(that one was fun!) 10)I'm already planning next years confessions(cant wait till the new year!) HAPPY NEW YEAR!


Bashful from Wash. writes:

Dear WEB:

ANYONE GOT A PROBLEM WITH THIS!EMAIL ME!mercer@accessone.com


D. Swift from Calgary writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with one of my grade 9 students. I also can't get off my cocaine habit.


bald from writes:

Dear WEB:


bald balls from writes:

Dear WEB:


jungle juggs from Louisianna writes:

Dear WEB:

I Want Sex! PLEASE!


BAD from The Center of New England writes:

Dear WEB:

My boss can kiss my sweaty nut sack!!!!


Giovanni from melbourne writes:

Dear WEB:

Wasting time with crap like this


from writes:

Dear WEB:

Eating 6kgs of bananas


Gasmask_Grimshaw from Grimechester writes:

Dear WEB:

I once forgot to turn my fog lights off after driving out of the fog. I have also ate four Shredded Wheat after a bowl of Weetabix. I also waste my phone bill on inane shit like this when I could be downloading tits and fannies and printing them on my colour inkjet printer. PS. I thought that E-mail was pills in the post...!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Bill Clint. from The White Hous. writes:

Dear WEB:

i fucked with my secretary all night beside Hilary in the same bed.. i loved it. i'm still thinking about it. i'm even thinking of doing it again tonight. oh, please forgive me.


Mrs...Butthead from Hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I've freeked my sister's man and then killed him so she wouldn't find out


MAR from OCEAN writes:

Dear WEB:

I CHAT TOO MUCH


ConNInGlIngusT from fucking studio writes:

Dear WEB:

i live in LA but i ha a luxury studio in jersey. it's been there for one purpose: to fuck those cute little chyck i seduced! i don't know how many young women i've deflower, must be in the vicinity of 60s.


Rocko from writes:

Dear WEB:


from writes:

Dear WEB:


from www.playboy.com writes:

Dear WEB:

I came on my computer and it's got sperm alover.


The Unforgiveable from Doomed writes:

Dear WEB:

I am guilty, really guilty! I indulged in the dame net for so long! and my work, my profession now all got hurt by that! Please forgive me, the web, my mind power is so weak, I cannot control myself, I am lured to play all day and all night, though my mind tells me that will do no good to me, forgive me, the web, and I will try to correct myself forgive me, my father forgive me, my mother forgive me, all the people I know sigh.. cry............ cry............


Alexandria from the Twilight Zone writes:

Dear WEB:

I LIKE computer games! I play them til all hours of the morning...and during all commercials. I'm either surfing or playing. My dog is beginning to hate me! I'm afraid he may take revenge and destroy my computer one day while I'm at work. Maybe I should stop going to work! Please...pray for me almighty Web.


bitch from pussy writes:

Dear WEB:

i want a girl to pop me with her lips!


swift from scotland writes:

Dear WEB:

dont have a confession just wanted to get a shout an this fab page


Humperdink from mid east writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate everything in the world but most of all I hate cold cream,hot dogs,codfish,crawfish,catfish,catnip,sheepdip sawdust,subways,sewers,skewers,buttermilk,caterpillars, frictions,fractions,pins,puns,pens,policemen,and electricity.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


SPIGGOT from BRIGGATE writes:

Dear WEB:

ONE DAY A REAL RAIN WILL COME AND WASH ALL OF THE SCUM OFF THE SIDEWALKS ... IT WAS ME !


hot & horny from in the nations capital, cnd that is. writes:

Dear WEB:

I am new to the net. I've been looking for chat groups but write now i would like to find one that is hot and steamy. I want to be turned on and if possible fucked.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


g from g writes:

Dear WEB:

g


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Keylies from Quebec writes:

Dear WEB:


Countess Grishnackh from mind prison writes:

Dear WEB:

I not so secretly have a sort of major fetish w/ WWF. I would die for the Undertaker. I am scheming a plan to kill Gold-dust. Count Grishnackh I think is a loser and if he knew I said that he'd come after me with a meat cleaver. I get emberassed to easy...


from writes:

Dear WEB:


joe from ny writes:

Dear WEB:

rk


God from Heaven writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess. My creation of the universe was just a joke! I wanted to show up my boss, that fatuous know-it-all.


bob from writes:

Dear WEB:


bob from georgia writes:

Dear WEB:

I slept with a rabid dog and i feel horible. Thanks


Comrades from The Ministry of Information writes:

Dear WEB:

All of you should know that this is all being recorded, that IP addresses are being traced, that sever logs are being searched. We will find you.

When we do, we will make our best attempts at curing you.

All Hail the Glorious Meme!


mutti from here writes:

Dear WEB:


CYBERDEMON from http://www.geocities.com/Area51/8595/ writes:

Dear WEB:

ive just watched lawnmowerman 1 and 2 and have started to halucinate that i have been taken over by Jobe.. he has sent me on a mission to find a new world peace via the net.... i wouldnt mind but its gets a bit embarassing *when you cant spell* and when you start sending out great bolts of electricity and singeing people accross the bar !!! ...how do you explain that one to your best freinds


The Man from Utopia writes:

Dear WEB:

I stayed up until 4 am last night trying to install some stupid little dll file on my machine to get my goddamn database tool to work. I was so wasted when I was done that I stayed away from work today. Missed a meeting and probably dumped a little extra work on my co-workers. That's it. No more. When I come from work, stay away from the computer. It just makes me lose sleep and slack off at work.


pot from writes:

Dear WEB:


Gus from Kansas writes:

Dear WEB:

Why don't I want to work - I enjoy it??


DIABOLO from METZ France writes:

Dear WEB:

J'ai ete tres mechant. En plus j'ai pris des cuites pas possible Yesterday, I was very bad. And I drank all last week. I was like a rotten apple


TITS N' ASS from OF COLORADO ORIGIN writes:

Dear WEB:

I LOVE TO BUTTFUCK COLLEGE CHEERLEADERS, MAKE THEM SCREAM FOR MORE AND MAKE THEM WANT IT MORE, IT KEEPS THEM FROM GETTING PREGNANT, BUT STILL PLEASURES THEM IN A NEW AND EXCITING WAY TO HAVE SEX, BUT ALWAYS USE PROTECTION, SO BE YOUNG, DRINK PEPSI, AND HAVE ANAL SEX DOGGYSTYLE.


Big Mike from Ashamed writes:

Dear WEB:

I like east German men.


Some Old Fart from Centersville writes:

Dear WEB:

Damn it! Why don't you bastards tell the truth! I've had enough of your lies! "I slept with a dog...this." "I raped my little sister...that."

Why don't you people tell the truth?

What's really on your mind?


GeekGirl from Math Central writes:

Dear WEB:

I am in love with my band director's son. I met him because he is on the math team, and so am I. He is the biggest geek I've ever known. My friends ridicule me, at least, the ones who know about my obsession. He's got this really bad teenage facial hair which he doesn't shave often enough. I feel so...loser-ly. Help me, God. My family would disown me if they found out. Heh, well, that was amusing and all, but honestly, how many people are going to take the time to actually read this? Only geeks like me. MY GOD...are you reading this, baby?


Jayme from lying on bed naked writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with my dog!


Jayme from lying on bed naked writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with my dog!


The Chainsaw Vigilante from The City writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that sometimes I really hate love, romance, relationships, marriage, sex, etc. Yeah, me and everybody else, so what else is new? The reason I confess here is that I really can't confess to the woman who loves me. She wants me to care. She wants me to enjoy things on this level. She wants me to embrace life in this realm. I can't complain to her. I've tried and all it does is hurt her feelings. I keep it to myself now. I pretend to be satisfied.

I am not though. Not really. I am still restless. This dissatisfaction just gnaws slowly away at me. I'm really stubborn when I wanna be. I'd far rather be right than happy any day.

I wander off topic. Like any deep rooted personal problem, it could take decades to explain this satisfactorily, but I will try an present it here in bite-sized chunks.

I've been masturbating for twenty years. I started when I was 14. I was strongly uncomfortable around women of my age group for most of my life and this was a outlet that presented itself to me. Just me, my hand, some oil and the mental space barbies to while away my lust.

Much to my horror, when I finally did work up enough to courage to actually have sex with another person (I was 29 and even then she had to cajole me), I found that I couldn't orgasm. It felt all wrong. The years of tossing off had narrowed, notdeadened, my response. I could only bring myself off with me hand, a real person felt all wrong and my brain, on some level, wouldn't buy it.

Ah, hell, what's the point? This won't really make me feel any better. Even though I posted here, I suppose I am not really looking for advice or sympathy.

I sure as hell ain't looking to pick up anybody either, so don't even get started!

I also wanna note this is just one problem that I am having with this relationship thing. I've got lots of other reasons to be unhappy about love.

I guess I am just curious if anybody else out there has had this problem too.


Kevin from Oregon writes:

Dear WEB:

I did it! Got even last night with all you gals out there who pride yourselves on faking orgasms! I discovered a convincing way to moan and spit on your back!


BIGGGGGGGGGGG from USAAAAAAAAAAAA writes:

Dear WEB:

IN 100 YEARS WE WILL ALL BE DEAD SO FUCK IT DO IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


pookie from New Zealand writes:

Dear WEB:

I find my dog sexually attractive.


Scally Paul from Birmingham writes:

Dear WEB:

I had filthy degrading sex last night with Edward Jones from Ely. I fucked him then he fucked me. AND I LOVED IT! Aren`t I a filthy fucker


Sexy Jane from Desperation in UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess - I'm sex mad for young cocks.... I'm so desperate to be gang-banged and fucked all day long I want to feel young cocks sliding in my pussy. I NEED SEX -- BUT ONLY TEENAGERS NEED APPLY.. If you are under 17 in UK then email me and send a pic I'll send a pic back - then we can fuck Your place or mine Write now - jane@dotdotty.demon.co.uk


Sexy Jane from Desperation in UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess - I'm sex mad for young cocks.... I'm so desperate to be gang-banged and fucked all day long I want to feel young cocks sliding in my pussy. I NEED SEX -- BUT ONLY TEENAGERS NEED APPLY.. If you are under 17 in UK then email me and send a pic I'll send a pic back - then we can fuck Your place or mine Write now - jane@dotdotty.demon.co.uk


Sexy Jane from Desperation in UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess - I'm sex mad for young cocks.... I'm so desperate to be gang-banged and fucked all day long I want to feel young cocks sliding in my pussy. I NEED SEX -- BUT ONLY TEENAGERS NEED APPLY.. If you are under 17 in UK then email me and send a pic I'll send a pic back - then we can fuck Your place or mine Write now - jane@dotdotty.demon.co.uk


from writes:

Dear WEB:


nellybelle from Snowing-Down-South writes:

Dear WEB:

I was feeling so pathetically non-existent that I actually posted a message to this weird, anonymous confession site just to prove I was alive.


Father O'Leary from Bondi Junction, Oz writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't believe I'm confessing this, but I guess sooner or later I must rid myself of the guilt which has been building up for months, now. While hearing confessions myself, usually on Saturday afternoons, I have, on three ocassions, caused the deaths of young female parishioners who trusted me with their innermost feelings of guilt, and looked to me, as the representative of God, for forgiveness. You see, I convince them that performing fellatio on me will help bring about their redemption, which I know is degrading enough in itself, but my sinning nature used the moment of fellatio merely as the point of departure into the netherworld of moral disgust. Are you familiar with an implement known as a "Stanley knife"? This is the type of cutting instrument favoured by storeroom clerks for opening boxes of wholesale items as it has a tough and resistant exterior, and uses disposable blades which are durable and very, very sharp. Resistance is difficult and on three ocassions I've given in and severed these young girls' noses from their faces so as to perform sex with their bleeding skulls. I know it's disgusting and there can be no salvation for someone who would do such a horrible thing, especially within the circumstances that they occur. Retribution has already been visited upon me though as, during the last blood-soaked confession, I contracted a disease through the penile canal. It seems that some of the bad thoughts which were still in Debby Morrisey's mind, manifested themselves into real brain matter which mixed with the hard and soft materials already present in the cerebellum and have infected me with a disease hitherto unknown to mankind. Please have mercy on this poor demented low-life! PLEASE! I know I'm Going to hell!


Henry from a small country in West Europe writes:

Dear WEB:

My Computer contains 1.2 GB of Pure Porn


Rita from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I lied to my boyfriend because I couldn't trust him to remain faithful to me while he went to see an ex girlfriend. I snooped through their letters to eachother, and said that I didn't. Something did happen between them. Is that Karma or what?


karl from house writes:

Dear WEB:

katholik


The Growler from the lonely road to hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I make fun of retards. I can't help myself. I know it's wrong and I feel ashamed that I do it, but there's something so funny to me seeing pics of tards...Forgive me Oh Great Web...But allow me to indulge my sins once more...Heck, you can join me in my laughs by going to my web page at http://members.tripod.com/~Growlden/index.html


from writes:

Dear WEB:


adhsfk from rupa writes:

Dear WEB:

sdfasdf


Peter Jennings from Canada writes:

Dear WEB:

I watch CBS and NBC for my news stories. And sometimes, when I am feeling completely inadequate, I even watch FOX. I know it's wrong.


Rigena from Miami writes:

Dear WEB:

I had cybersex with 3 people at once today.


from writes:

Dear WEB:

I need something greater than The Web to confess to.


Matt from my bedroom writes:

Dear WEB:

I think I'm dumb. I love and don't tell. I betrayed a friend. I made a friend. I cannot talk, it will not be what I mean. I'm agnostic. I don't like the people who concieved me. I'm too happy. I'm sorry.


sven from murder writes:

Dear WEB:


sven from murder writes:

Dear WEB:

ive killed thousands of people! or cochroaches actually. i killed my mother with a wooden baseball-tree


mickey from california writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate too muchh cocalate at the company christmas party and photocopied my buttocks ont copier!


vince from beach writes:

Dear WEB:

I fell asleep during King Kong.


TUNA from TUTE writes:

Dear WEB:


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Man from world writes:

Dear WEB:

I thought I met the love of my life. Then she turned out to be a normal person with compatible and incompatible problems like everyone else. It seems trite, but it's quite a let down.


The only normal person on the web from The only proper country in the world Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been reading this crap for the last half hour!


The only normal person on the web from The only proper country in the world Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been reading this crap for the last half hour!


Spede from Europe writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess I have used drugs recently, way in excess.


Shae from North America writes:

Dear WEB:

*sniff* I ummmmm...had you know... *looking around * that cyber thing .. *LOL*


Shae from North America writes:

Dear WEB:

Ohhh yeah ..and I liked it. Hehehehe Click here


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Marquis from Mansfield, UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I got so drunk last night I had to phone up work and tell them I couldn't come in because I had food poisoning. God, I hate being a wanker


from writes:

Dear WEB:

I wanna die


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Leoneke! from USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been spending by far too much time on the 'Net 3 to 4 hours without stopping, totally neglecting my physical wellbeing. Please forgive me and help me to change my 'Net ways for the better!


al from rome writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed someone


somebody from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

I am addicted to the Internet!


Gooby from Phoenix writes:

Dear WEB:

I picked my nose today. I rubbed the buger off on my pants.


NEW from NEWYORK writes:

Dear WEB:

DEAR WEB I AM NEW TO THIS AND WANT TO TALK TO SOMEONE. YOU SEE I AM MARRIED BUT MY WIFE AND I DO NOT HAVE A SEX LIFE WHICH CAN BE HARD, SO I SPEND MOST OF MY TIME HERE ON THE WORLD OF THE WEB. IS THERE ANY ONE OUT THERE THAT FEELS THE SAME IF SO PLEASE VIST ME AND WE CAN CHAT


NEW from NEWYORK writes:

Dear WEB:

DEAR WEB I AM NEW TO THIS AND WANT TO TALK TO SOMEONE. YOU SEE I AM MARRIED BUT MY WIFE AND I DO NOT HAVE A SEX LIFE WHICH CAN BE HARD, SO I SPEND MOST OF MY TIME HERE ON THE WORLD OF THE WEB. IS THERE ANY ONE OUT THERE THAT FEELS THE SAME IF SO PLEASE VIST ME AND WE CAN CHAT


VADER from NEWYORK writes:

Dear WEB:

DEAR WEB I AM NEW TO THIS AND WANT TO TALK TO PEOPLE. MY E.MAIL ADDRESS IS VADER@NETHEVAN.COM OR YOU CAN WRITE ME AT MEARS, P.O. BOX 3490, GLENSFALLS,NEW YORK 12801. I AM MARRIED , BUT MY WIFE AND I DO NOT HAVE A SEX LIFE AND WANT TO TALK OR MEET A WOMEN THAT CAN FILL THIS NEED. LET,S TALK. I 'M NOT SICK JUST HORNEY


silvia from dontknow writes:

Dear WEB:


I hate Kohl from Germany writes:

Dear WEB:

Cetero censeo Dr. H. Kohl esse delendum!


g.g.mama from gaylordsville, CT writes:

Dear WEB:

my penis is way too big


POP ME from PUSSYVILLE writes:

Dear WEB:

I fuc my cat daily. I am a bi-sexual, and my parents don't know.I masturbated in front of a guy, to have him agree to eat me out.My fingers banging my pussy right now. I have tried to eat myself out. I am not a Christian. I gave a guy a blowjob so he would suck my tit hard. I kisssed three guys I don't like last week. I want to get raped, I would enjoy it. I crave sex with a woman, Bill Clinton, you and my dog all at once. Will you shove your dick (or finger) in my pussy until I cry out in such pain you laugh and stick your tonuge in too?


POP ME from PUSSYVILLE writes:

Dear WEB:

I fuc my cat daily. I am a bi-sexual, and my parents don't know.I masturbated in front of a guy, to have him agree to eat me out.My fingers banging my pussy right now. I have tried to eat myself out. I am not a Christian. I gave a guy a blowjob so he would suck my tit hard. I kisssed three guys I don't like last week. I want to get raped, I would enjoy it. I crave sex with a woman, Bill Clinton, you and my dog all at once. Will you shove your dick (or finger) in my pussy until I cry out in such pain you laugh and stick your tonuge in too?


kk from Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a bearded lady!


fc from germany writes:

Dear WEB:

ok....just one more site....!


mike from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

i ate my parents


mike from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

i ate my parents


red from ballarat writes:

Dear WEB:

adultery


Girl from Girland writes:

Dear WEB:

I want to sleep with my best friend... GAWD, how boring!!! Sorry Web.


Lorkus from Florida writes:

Dear WEB:

A few years ago my brohter had a high school keg party at my parents house while they were out of town. After the party was over adn eveyone was gone, I realized that a friend of mine's dad's car was still there adn that he had gone somewhere else with a friend. I was always jealous of that friend and had some emotional problems myself, so I TRASHED the car: keyed it, slashed the uphosteryy, ripped off pieces of the interior, broke the headlights, dumped beer in it, slashed the vinyl roof. Boy, he was pissed when he found it. His dad called my dad, but they never did find out who did it. I kept quiet.


Johnny B. from Tampa writes:

Dear WEB:

I let a man suck me off through a glory hole yesterday.


Gyleburt from Orland writes:

Dear WEB:

Once, while really horny and in college, I stuck a deodorant container up my ass.


Gilbert from Waco, TX writes:

Dear WEB:

I sometimes leave really greasy dumps in the toilet at work for the next person to be disgusted by.


Me from State of Insainty writes:

Dear WEB:

I was kicked by a cow and lost control of my eyes. See..


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Adam from Beaverton writes:

Dear WEB:

I fell in love with my beautiful girlfriend over 18 months ago. Now we're having problems, and I know I haven't always been the best boyfriend, but I try my best. I love Lauren very much.


Martin Heeckuis from Atlanta, GA writes:

Dear WEB:

Today I have spent my ENTIRE morning at work downloading porn. I am going to do it this afternoon, too.


Jesus from Heaven writes:

Dear WEB:

I must confess. I like to have snakes crawl up my ass. Is this wrong? I am to afraid of my Father to tell him. Please, tell me if it's wrong. Thank you.


Monkey Spunk from where the spunk floweth writes:

Dear WEB:

Buy the new single from the band Vial of Monkey Spunk, it is called Da Spunk and it flows.


Cat from sadness writes:

Dear WEB:

i di something bad in the chat rooms, i had it.


addicted from cyberspace writes:

Dear WEB:

i spend way to much time on the net sometimes i hate my dad


addicted from cyberspace writes:

Dear WEB:

i spend way to much time on the net sometimes i hate my dad


Andy Bober from Virginia writes:

Dear WEB:

I sit in my cubicle all day long pretending to work but really thinking about pounding my monkey. I also enjoy dressing like Buster Brown.


M from Dallas writes:

Dear WEB:

I am horribly ticklish, yet I dream of the female Amreican gladiators tying me down and tickling me for information that I don't know. That's o.k., I escape and wreak my tickling revenge. What the hell's wrong with me?


Henry Wallace from Houston, TX writes:

Dear WEB:

I sometimes go to a local adult bookstore and let the sissy boys there have their way with me.


Lewis Singletary from Haniford, KY writes:

Dear WEB:

Last week I was at my mother in law's house for Sudnay lunch and it was soooo boring afterware while everyone was admiring her garden.....so I went to the John and whacked off. Then I used her handtowel to wipe up the mess.


Sen. Walter Thorgensen from Washington, D.C. writes:

Dear WEB:

I watch "ESPN Women's Pro Beach Volleyball" with no pants on.


disguised in black from the black hole writes:

Dear WEB:

err...i don't have anything to confess...please forgive me...


ed from harvard writes:

Dear WEB:

I kind of liked "Cabin Boy."


from writes:

Dear WEB:


Pussy polisher from Dog land writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a gun draws gun I shoot cats! BANG! watch that bullet go! screech! ALL CATS SHALL DIE!


from writes:

Dear WEB:


brad from commons writes:

Dear WEB:

i feel guilty about making fun of kevin all the time


Henry Saaverson from Los Blancos writes:

Dear WEB:

I masturbate in the bathroom at work EVERY day.


TheBob from Xanadu writes:

Dear WEB:

I wasted time with the Life game in the 70's. I wasted time with adventure in the early 80's. I wasted time on the internet before The Web, praise NetScape. I have been wasting time on The Web, praise NetScape again! And now i have found adventure again here... bless you.. i will find my way through those twisty passages yet!!! Oh... my confession. I waste a lot of fucking time!!!!


Moriarty from 19th century England writes:

Dear WEB:

I have invented a time machine. I visit the future. I stole a vibrator and a pager beeper, and used 29th century electronics to combine them ino a device that looks like a vibrator, but works as a beeper as well. An unsuspecting woman thought it was her own toy, I called her beeper number, she was pleased. Then I left it on infinite redial.


Communist Killer from Anti Communism writes:

Dear WEB:

Fidel C. is dead.... Communism is dead.... North Korea is dead.... All Swedish Social Democrats are dead.... All the reds are dead.... We have won the political struggle!!!!


Maura from Seattle, WA, USA writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate one of my best friends. She unintentionally ruined my last relationship and she's ruining the current one. She used to date my boyfriend, but now they're friends. She wants him back and it's tearing both him and I apart. I hate her. I wish she would leave us in peace and get on with her life.


Battle Axe Bee from Whoopass Hive writes:

Dear WEB:

I wanna see if this works.so did it?


Gazoon from Vienna VA writes:

Dear WEB:

Today, instead of working, I have done the following: 1. Whacked off in the loo. 2. Downloaded games and played them. 3. Took a two hour lunch. 4. Worked on personal business. 5. Daydreamed!!! 6. Read Magazines. Sorry, but that's my typical workday!


Lil ole me from somewhere in the United States... writes:

Dear WEB:

barney (the dinosaur) scares me... even more the the psycho who's just captured me and is in the process of kidnaping me RIGHT NOW!!! and i want him to, too.


Your Friend from The Ministry of Information writes:

Dear WEB:

Success Comrades! Our meme police have completed the first phase of our network dragnet. The mental repair facilities begin to fill. Those defectives harboring incorrect memes will be cured.

It is now a simple matter to repeat the procedure until all cells in the body politic understand the virtures of one standard operating system for all.

I make a plea to those individuals who still suffer from insanity. Give yourselves freely to our technicians! They will repair your brain and rewrite your mind so that you may think clearly again!

The more painful alternative is, of course, the Meme Police. And we will find you!

All Hail the Glorious Unified Meme!


ik from one of the lesser known planets in a remote part of this galaxy writes:

Dear WEB:

I love Julia S., but I dont know how to say it to her (Hey, why do I write this? She doesnt even have a computer!)


defenser of all human faults from @god's green earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I defy you web!I stand for all that is human by confessing.In this act,I show that we make choices and by doing so,live by these choices and grow,whereas the machine continues to repeat the mistakes until reprogrammed not to.I live for you,human spirit. I enjoy masturbating with butter.It makes a great lubricant.I enjoy the power i feel,contolling th estrokes and setting the time when I"M ready to go. Learn,computer,I dare you.


Brian from uk writes:

Dear WEB:

i have no life. before i came to uni i had a life but now I spend all my time surfing the internet, mastubating and playing bridge - please forgive me


keebler from down the street writes:

Dear WEB:

I procrastinate almost compulsively. It's a disorder at this point: I take one look at a mess or an unknown thing or a puzzle to solve or a project I'm assigned at work and I just wig.

I end up locking myself into patterns of procrastination—playing FreeCell thirty or forty times in a row, downloading reams of pornography, spending two or three days at work doing nothing but reading an entire humor archive. I don't even know what it is I'm so afraid of. But it's holding me back. It's preventing me from being... what? It's preventing me from giving to the world all the wonderful things I'm capable of. It's keeping me from doing right by my friends and family and coworkers. It's keeping me from making a difference.

It's keeping me from mattering.


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Scooby Doo from Munchkinland writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my mother. All she does is nag and she's so negative all the time. She's the most bitter creature I've ever met, but I fell so bad about having negative feelings about my own mother.


Scooby Doo from Munchkinland writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my mother. All she does is nag and she's so negative all the time. She's the most bitter creature I've ever met, but I fell so bad about having negative feelings about my own mother.


Some Old Fart from Centersville writes:

Dear WEB:

Damnit you people turn my stomach! Is that all there is? A bunch of lonely men out there whining about they waste their whacking off, playing computer games and crawling the Internet?

Sure life stinks, but you ain't gonna find an answer for it here! Dig?

You think not having a girlfriend is bad? Getting stuck with one you can't stand is worse! Don't even talk about getting married. You guys ain't ready for that hell yet. I can tell.

On the other hand, you may find someone you can stand for forty years. Someone you can at least be friends with for that long, so maybe you get hitched.

But yer still screwed 'cuz then boredom sets in if you let it.

Ah, what's the use?

Look it's pretty simple. Find something you like doing. Make time for it, so you can tolerate whatever hell that life throws at you. And try not to torque out over the fact that you are never gonna accomplish some Great Achievement. Let civilization take care of itself. And try not to hurt too many people.


bost from Hanover, NH writes:

Dear WEB:

I check stock quote every 30 seconds while I am "working." I I am bad.


Bhora from Mexico writes:

Dear WEB:

I am unworthy of your forgiveness


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kori from korea writes:

Dear WEB:

gomorning!


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Dear WEB:


JEW from Israel writes:

Dear WEB:

i am 13 years old and i just smoked.


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Vampire from Blasphemy writes:

Dear WEB:

I once tried to acess the Microsoft server..!


shadoe from mission,usa writes:

Dear WEB:

i am not without men.men come to me and all they want is my body. i do have a brain but they do more for me than my brain does.


smokey from from stoneville writes:

Dear WEB:

i smoke tons of weed before i go to work just to get me through the day is that bad, since i can't get laid?


Guilty from in Mt. Lebanon, PA writes:

Dear WEB:

After spending a decade in a monogamous relationship, I cheated on my lover last week with a friend of mine that I've known for several years. I'm gay (and no apologies for that), and my lover and I are very good friends with a straight couple. Well, after drinking way too much vodka, Tom and I just sort of got it on, and before I knew it, we were all over each other. I feel guilty because I cheated, AND because I messed around with my best friend. I hope it doesn't happen again. To make matters worse, ever since it happened, I keep thinking about it over and over. It was great sex, but I'll never let it happen again. There, I told someone.


IAVA-LIFE from Newcastle, Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I DO NOT sit on the web for up to 20 hours at a time !!!!! I am very proud of this fact, but I am ashamed for the many thousands of LIFELESS COCKS who sit on their computers cruising the web for their entire lives (if you could call it a life ???). YOU PEOPLE SHOULD GET SOME SEX OR SOMETHING ....!!!!


dick from greenland writes:

Dear WEB:

I lik


steveoq from ny writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes I think about flowers.


MattyG from Bucksport writes:

Dear WEB:

Well, It happened when i put peanut butter on my crotch and let the dogs lick it off. I enjoyed that so much that I bent over and let my great dane sodomize me. There is nothing wrong with this see, but my dad walked in just as I was about to shoot my creamy load down rovers throat. He yelled at me, and called me a faggot-ass and he said he wouldn't tell my grandmother if I sucked him off, while masterbating our horses cock, so I did. I loved it! after a While My dad picked up a whiffle ball bat and lubed it. My ass still tingles just thinking about that pleasurable evening. now we are talking about fucking the cats. I know that will be tight.


Plato from Greece writes:

Dear WEB:

I have mislead them- it has been ever so. The primary forms, the perfection, -all were lies. LIES! I am sorry, for my disciples and those after; for they read the lies as truth and through the ages have thought onit but little. It is the attempt of small men to become, or at least to seem, a little more than they are- and it is a false thing. Forgive Me. FORGIVE ME!


a cynic from now til he dies laughs and writes:

Dear WEB:

The world is full of a lot of shit, and i really don't help with most of it and i never have. I am very lazy and i the only thing i am good at is making fine-looking pictures, which i see as useless for art is useless. I stare into the future and see grey grey grey and what can i do i am only one person and the world is so big. I hope it is not on greased skids to hell but i think it is and i'm not helping. I'm very sorry to all of you. Also i am sorry about all the things i did and didn't do when she and i were young.


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piggy from Brasilia, Brasil writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't stop eating sweeties. I can't help myself infront of a chocolate or anything that makes me fatter and fatter. Please somebody help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


TL from Texas writes:

Dear WEB:

I have sex with many men. Sometimes more than two in the same day. If I dont have sex with anyone during the day, I masturbate with all of my vibrating little friends. I love to cum and cum. I often think about eating out other women. I love to stick my fingers in my wet cunt and taste myself. Just typing this is making me very very horny. I have two men cumming over tonight. But I think I will go now and masturbate before they get here. I love to feel them eat me and finger me really hard in the ass. I cum real fast when they do that. What is great is to have one man cum in me, and a few hours later have another man eat me out (no shower in between) and then tell me how great I taste. I love having sex with married men. Their wives have no fucking clue. The wives are so pathetic. They are such prudes. They dont want to "play" with their husbands. That is why thier husbands love me. I let them be "bad". I drip hot wax on them. I bite their nipples. I finger them up the


A cloud of smoke is coming from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

I smoke POT every fucking DAY! I also hate cops.


turds from asshole writes:

Dear WEB:

there are warm lumps in my pants


Snert from A far cry from sanity writes:

Dear WEB:

Bless me web father, for I have sinned... It has been three hours since I visited . I have put the toilet seat down, thereby acknowledging my inferiority to the female species. And I have allowed another to write this confession for me...


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devastated from not telling writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a horrible person: I'm vain and conceited and I have no scruples and I always get away with it. I make up excuses for betraying every principle i have without even feeling guilty about it.


foo from wa writes:

Dear WEB:

i didn't do it.


Darth Vadar from And Imperial Star Destroyer somewhere above Coruscant writes:

Dear WEB:

I turned to the dark side.


alain from Quebec writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my parents because they are uneducated and my dad can't find a job because he is to lasy.


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boogie from from smoogie smacks writes:

Dear WEB:

I have an obssesion with spam. I sleep with it and I burry it in my back yard, for future use. My next project is spork.


pamela anderson from from bouncy land writes:

Dear WEB:

help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my boobs are implanted with spam.!!!! i got ripped off! the spam is going bad, and no matter how much deoderant i wear, i still smell like i live in a garbage can! give me a call if you can help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Dealer from Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I sell computers. I fill them full of Microsoft bloat-ware so the hard disks are useless in no time and my customers come crawling back in to beg me for more memory. I know the number of Bill Gate's name in ASCI values adds up to 666, but I do it anyway and pray for each new release, knowing it will require a faster CPU, a bigger hard disk and much more memory. I put complementary copies of Internet Explorer, Netscape, mIRC, Eudora and WSFtp on each machine, knowing my customers will get hooked. I am also an ISP. When my customers are hooked I sell them time at $2 per hour. It is easier than selling smack and for some reason, it is still legal. I look at this page and I see the results of my iniqities. People like this thank me for getting them addicted and gladly pay me outrageous sums of money for tiny little capsules of Canon ink. I don't understand it. I must be guilty of something. Yet tomorrow I will walze into work, beam at my assistant sales manager, pinch my secretary's bum and sa


Mel from Wa writes:

Dear WEB:

I get turned on at the idea of being a virgin sacrifice.


dog from boca writes:

Dear WEB:

I am


Carrie from Rochester writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web, I am married to a very nice man. We have been married for 8 years and we have 2 children, 4 and 6 y.o. I am a resident in internal medicine, being a foreign graduate from Poland. I have never cheated on my husband until last year, when I started my internship. I work on-call in the hospital during the night, 2-3 nights a week. When you are on-call, you have your private room, all residents have. This is how it happened. When a resident knocks at your door, you can't say "Get out of here!". I invited this guy just to talk and eventually I slept with him over the night. It was my first time in my 8 years of marriage. Then, it repeated with somebody else, 2 months later. To make it short, in my first year of residency, I slept with 4 residents. Once I did it, I can't turn them down anymore and I feel very bad, because I'm affraid they talk about me. The only good thing is that I have with them very strong orgasms, as I have never had with my husband. My feeling are mixed. While my husband thinks that I work hard, I am the object of this guys' fantasies. Forgive me!


aba from onesti writes:

Dear WEB:

I want.


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Phil Specht from Atlanta writes:

Dear WEB:

I sleep on the job


Scotty from Springfield writes:

Dear WEB:

When the moon hits my eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore. After engaging in marital combat with my wife (the sexual kind, I mean), I often sneak downstairs late at night and raid the refrigerator. Then, the next morning I tell my wife that one of our teen-aged kids must have eaten all the leftover pizza.


Jack Mehoff from hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I tell women that I lovethem just so they'll put out.


Hans from Germany writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web, In the last 6 month a very close relationship developped between me and my mother-in-law. Eventually, last week, we had sex. We decided to hide our affair from my wife, of course. I am 26 and my mother-in law is 48. I am really sorry!


Samu's Dad from Mid-Europe writes:

Dear WEB:

I should have worked... I should have learnt... I shouldn't be hanging on the WEB...


Dave from work writes:

Dear WEB:

I surf to much.


I Wish I Was Popular from CALIFORNIA writes:

Dear WEB:

There's this girl I REALLY like, and we're friends, sorta. I want to go out with her really bad, but I'm afraid she'll say no if I ask, because I'm not very popular. I've talked to her on AOL, but still can't get enough nerve up to ask her out. If anyone can help, please email me at KGarvey002@aol.com.


steve from midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I am addicted to masturbation. male. email: sq248@hotmail.com


phat cox from buttville writes:

Dear WEB:

One day I just started to look at my dog and the next thing I know my pants are down and my fully engorged vein rippled fat throbing love rod was all the way up fido's wet asshole. Damn it felt good!!!!!!!!!!


Samu's Dad from Middle-Europe writes:

Dear WEB:

Ah, WEB, I had a delightful dream. My mother-in-law visited us when I was cleaning the carpet. She bowed down in order to adjust her shoelace and I pushed the blowing pipe of the vacuum cleaner into her butt. She was growing like a balloon, growing, growing, and then I cought a pin... BAAAAAAAAANG! The result was quite satisfactory... Then I woke up. I'm really sory...


shmee from SF writes:

Dear WEB:

I have too much to confess


Eric Cartman from South Park writes:

Dear WEB:

I said "Pugfucker" in fron of Jesus...


i broke a tooth from eating out your mom writes:

Dear WEB:

hi. i like


Someone from Somewhere writes:

Dear WEB:

Everyone thinks I achieved my 3.854 cumulative GPA by being smart. Actually, I cheated on half the tests, faked or plagarized a great deal of information in papers, falsified all the information on labs, and sucked up to teachers.


God from everywhere writes:

Dear WEB:

I was the one on the grassy knoll.........


Tiffany from America's heartland writes:

Dear WEB:

This is hard. It started when he sent me a birthday greeting over the net. He mentioned that he had a web page, and out of boredom, I went to it and his picture was there. Wowie! Even a married woman like myself couldn't deny the hot honey dripping from my tongue. Though I fought it, I became obsessed with this hunk of burning love, and wrote to him every day. I told him stuff that I've never even told my husband and soon we were falling in lust with each other. Here's the confession: In the beginning, I was afraid to tell him that I am a parapalegic and that I'm very ill and may die in a few short years. I told him I was a young, healthy, athelete, (which I once was) and now he thinks I should leave my home and come to another state to visit him. I want to, but once he sees that I lied, he'll think every thing else was a lie, or, worse, he'll turn his back on me because I can't keep up with him.


Bertie the Bunyip from Philadelphia writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess to trying to turn of the anchor tag.


qwe from TT writes:

Dear WEB:

ddddd


abused from CA writes:

Dear WEB:

Dr. Robert Stone of Stonybrook molestd me 25 years ago and showed me photos of my friends also being molested. Sorry fr the truth


Nick from Bagarmossen,Sweden writes:

Dear WEB:

Ive been jerkinoff at a sea w people passin by at distance It was last week - an unusually hot Sept day. I feel I am makin luv to nature - its sooo sweeeet - the water - the rocks - the waves - the heat .... I get so "caught" - which is how U pronounce the word horny in Swedish. Ive been looking a great deal for coziness on the net - and this was really sumpn ! Luv - Nick , Bagarmossen.


Midnite from Red Door,TC.USA 12000 writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess to thought's of inflicting unimaginable pain,and visions of mayhem,and torture,upon a person.And laugh at the terror,and agony,of his suffering.Knowing him,I believe he would love it.Therefor,my sin is,the disingenuous revenage of stealing his dog's.Yes I am weak,he is my friend.


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Spaceboy from somewhere in Orlando, FL writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess! Arg, I once cut the tag off of a couch. You know, the one that says "Do not remove: vilolators will be prosecuted." And I also almost thought of maybe coming close to thinking about the possiblity that once in my ambiguous semi-existence I might not flush after using the toilet in a public bathroom.


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chr0me from Koloshvar writes:

Dear WEB:

pH33r m3 m0rtalz, P13ad f0rg1v3n3$$ fath3r A11 my tr0ub13$ fad3 fr0m v13w Pa13 th3 f0ur wa11$ $urr0und Hav3 1 madn3$$ 1n my 3y3$ ? Wh1l3 m0rtal$ watch th3 day 0ur pH33r w1ll pav3 th3 way H1dd3n unti1 th3 3nd Y0urZ fa1thfu11y, chr0me -- the Human Fly


pseudo-psychotic from The Land of Cheese writes:

Dear WEB:

i have to get this off my chest this isnt exactly a confession more of an admittal of my own weaknesses see i have a fear of uppercase letters and punctuation as you may or may not have seen i cant even capitalize my own name jeff oops i shouldnt have used my real name eh oh well and it doesnt matter what form of punctuation either im afraid of all of them be they periods commas question marks colons semicolons hyphens exclamation points parentheses ampersands apostrophes or backslashes i think it all started with my grammar teacher in grade school he was such a babe but unfortunately he didnt feel the same for me and that just fucked me up for the rest of my life i tell you this sort of thing is driving me to the brink of insanity and i dont know when the day will come i only know it will you know what day im talking about that day when i lose it completely and take my mentally warped tendencies out on the world around me so when that day comes youd better hope youre not standing in my wa


Buricel from tejano writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess that TOILETS really give me the creeeeeps!


the guy that the pseudo-psycho is waiting for from only 10 min away writes:

Dear WEB:

shit, i keep on reading these stupid confession altho i know i was supposed to leave like 30 min ago and if i miss the simpsons i'm gonna come back here and post more fuckin confessions! i gotta go..


Anus Cosby from New York writes:

Dear WEB:

I swear your honor, I was just helping the sheep over the fence


Mark from ... writes:

Dear WEB:

I honestly feel that about 99.9% of the people on the earth should die... right now. I walk down the street and I am utterly disgusted by the waste of human protoplasm. I'm so much better than everyone else. Sorry, am I evil?


woashim from center writes:

Dear WEB:

no


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Leather Man from England writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I am gay and proud of it, and I like to dress up in Leather, Rubber, PVC and I like body piercing in all forms, and the idea of sex with animals apeals to me


Vorpal from Void writes:

Dear WEB:

Where to begin? There is no self anymore, all we are is a reinvented persona we feel is perfect for the situation we're in. I want to be somebody else and then loathe myself for it, I crave power. I want to fuck my aunt, HARD. What can I say, I'm a teenager dying for pussy. I can play at living a life like other people I know but that's not for me. Life seems so frivolous, damn you Heidegger. Nietzche said "That which does not destroy you only makes you stronger," know what? Nietzche was an asshole. Intellect is all that matters, where are you God? Twisted molten lava, my insides are gone. We all were uniforms, that's who we are, our uniforms take us places they are what other people see us to be. What's your uniform? Twas Brillig in the slithy toves... Thanks Carrol for giving me something to confuse others with. Thank you countless authors for quotes I've used to amaze people, plagiarism isn't a crime for most people, it's a way of life. Anyone who says otherwisae is a god-damned hypo


Autumn from the many worlds of AD&D writes:

Dear WEB:

I have several confessions, which are actually *normal* (to a certain extent). 1. I want to escape the dictatorial rule of my 'rents. 2. I'm a sadomasochist. 3. I like carving runes into myself, branding runes into myself, and piercing myself in weird ways (not the genitals - but I've done my right nipple four times and pieces of skin on my legs and arms on multiple occasions). 4. I'm deeply in love but nobody believes it. 5. Nobody likes me. 6. I don't believe in "God." 7. I'm Wiccan. 8. I want to get a tatoo from my friend where noone can see it. 9. I like cutting myself with sharp objects. 10. I used to be suicidal. 11. Flame fascinates me. I'm a pyromaniac. 12. I'm psychic. 13. I like sticking *sterile* needles into myself and leaving them there for varied amounts of time. 14. I like reading porn stories involving animalistic sex, forced sex (rape), bondage, and sadism. 15. I'm a virgin. Barely. That's about it. Thanks for listening. Er... Reading. Oh, and BTW, I'm ADDICTED TO THE WEB! I HAVE ***NO*** FRIENDS WHO AREN'T ONLINE!


Schlitzie DePinhead from The last tent on the left writes:

Dear WEB:

Like slowing down to watch a car wreck... or stopping to watch a man dangle from a ledge... my god, forgive me... but I can't stop looking at THIS ---> http://www.alfnyc.com/donscartoons/pages/warped/schlitz.htm


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A Nazi from Wisconsin writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a nazi. Don't forgive me; I've done nothing wrong. Jonas


Some old fart from Centersville writes:

Dear WEB:

HAHAHAHAHA! You nazis make me laugh! You don't go nearly far enough. You think skin color even matters? When the aliens come along to parking lot bomb this planet in July, you think they're gonna spare pinkboys like you?

You're gonna fry with all the rest bootboy.


blarney stoned from SoCal writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm 25 and live at home and spend all my time on my father's computer because mine's broken putting together a web site dedicated to dive bars in San Diego. come by and share a drink. http://come.to/divebars


Grizzly Bear from The Woods writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate the guy who wrote this page!


SadSpice from The Spice Rack writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me Web, I really want to see the Spice Girls movie. I know that it makes me less of a man but I don't care. I know that it will just be a remake of every other pathetic film vehicle for talentless twits. Please forgive me I will be there on opening day.


Pathetic from St Paul writes:

Dear WEB:

I once didn't pay for an extra burger that they gave me in the McDonald's driveup. Another time I got just a plain cup of water at Arbys and I filled it with pop from the machine instead of water. They gave me a dirty look but I went back three times for more pop and they didn't say anything.


Tragnor from Bogota writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I knowingly ship cocaine into the US. I am not stupid, I have a masters degree in business. But hey, if some slime sucking gringo wants to slake granulated money up his sniffer and it buys me a new Toyota Land Cruiser every month, who'my to disagree? Forgiiiiiiiive Me!


monica from the pentagon writes:

Dear WEB:

i just hope they don't discover the transcripts from our AOL private chat!!!!


asshole from Atlanta writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Webbie, I confess i am a lesbian,satan-worshiping prosititute who is in love with a bisexual, child-molesting pimp, who whips me daily and makes me sleep with all his friends for free!


You from around there writes:

Dear WEB:

spend too much time on the web


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Tick from Bartlett writes:

Dear WEB:

I watch pornography. This is lust. I want to turn away from this habit.


Glundal from Rochester writes:

Dear WEB:

I need mental help. I tried strangling my computer. I need to be forgiven for my actions.


Mr Rodgers from my neighborhood writes:

Dear WEB:

When you watch my show and become part of my imaginary neighborhood, you are really becoming my sexual love slave.This imaginary neighborhood consists of children taking off their clothes and enjoying each others "business". I get the children to strip down and pretend they are showering, remember "make believe". The land of make believe is "my world", where I control what the children do . This imaginary neighborhood is not all that imaginary though. I use it as a ploy to bring children closer to me. There is a real aspect to this imaginary world, where the train picks up innocent kids and transforms them into the monsters which appear on the jerry springer show. I hope that the web can forgive me for my sins. Thanks alot and "bill if your reading this, your mother told me to pick you up from kindergarden today!!


sad git from wales writes:

Dear WEB:

I shag sheep


kevin from london writes:

Dear WEB:

I love wearing womens boots. whenever my mother leaves the house, I sneak into her bedroom and take her shiny black leather boots, then after stripping naked, slip them on and masturbate vigourously. I love the feel of the leather and the play of light upon it. I often wish that I had been born a woman just so that I could wear womens boots all the time, in public as well as private. Nothing turns me on more than a pair of ladies fashion boots.


Mr Fucking Cunt from Cuntsville writes:

Dear WEB:

Nothing gives me greater pleasure than kicking a woman in the cunt until it bleeds.


The gas from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm wearing a new t-shirt today and it's making my nipples really hard, which is making my horney. I'm now sitting here in front of my computer with a hiliter (cap on, of course) up my pussie, masturbating against a pillow on my chair. It hurts, but I get off on pain. I'm really screwed up, aren't I? The best part is, I'm only 16! I desperately want to have sex with my boyfriend, but we can never find the right time or place. I'm doomed to die a virgin! No!


maynard from the planet mongo writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess to incest with hedgehogs. There, it feels so good to be shriven.


nige from northampton writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with a prostitute on a recent visit to Paris and, although I had a good time, since then I have felt disgusted with myself and I can't confess to my friends as I'm sure they wouldn't understand but I am 38,ugly and fat and I WAS a virgin.


Geoffrey from Monterey writes:

Dear WEB:

I ask the Wonderful Web of Wisdom to give me Lori from Santa Cruz's Email address so that I may provide the piece of ass she is attempting to cop. I haven't had sex with a female (my only preference, thank you) for two years and I'm fearful I'm gonna stray to the darkside. My vision is going and warts are beginning to form on my palm. "Females E'mE"


Mz. Hillary Clintom from Pennsylvania Ave, DC writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh, wholy wheb, I must confess this story to you, My husband, Bill went to OZ with Dan Kwail and Newt Gamebridge to see the wizard. When they got there and found the Gizzard, Newt asked " Oh, great and wonderful Gizzard, could I please have a heart?" Dan Kwail saw how this succeded and asked " O gweat and wunerful GizZard, Could I please have a brain?" Seeing this occur, My husband, Bill chimmed in with " WHERE'S DOROTHY?"


me from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

Please forgive me for not being all that I could be...


TerribleAndVeryIgnorant,Eh? from west coast writes:

Dear WEB:

I signed onto Evan's screename and read his mail.


Horny NWHS senior from Michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

I want to fuck the shit out of my teacher Mrs. Mccullom. I sit in class with a hard on everyday and want to just grab her and slam her down on her desk until I cum all over her


Mommy from My home writes:

Dear WEB:

I've had a real shitty year. I know it's only February, but it's been shitty. My husband got robbed at gunpoint, we're so broke, we have to borrow money to get by. Our car is beyond repair, so we have to borrow a car for my husband to deliver pizzas with. I have a beautiful three year old daughter whom I love with all my heart. The last week has been hell. I had a touch of the flu and things haven't been ghing exactly swimmingly with my relationship with my husband. He doesn't know this, but it's true. It's not like it's horrible or anything; it's just that often I feel he only wants me around to entertain him, take care of his child, feed him and make sure he gets laid enough. Tonight, I blew up at my daughter when she wouldn't stop horsing around and get ready for bed. I yelled at her and cussed (something I never do in front of her) until she cried. I kept yelling until she finally stepped over and hugged me. I guess that sort of snapped me out of it and I felt sooooooo horrible. I wanted to cry. I feel much like a big heel now for making my daughter have to deal with my temper tantrum. I know this isn't exactly the most hideous thing anyone can do, but it's not her fault I'm having a terrible time right now. God. I feel horrible. That's about all, I guess. Whoever gets this, if you read it, thanks for putting this spot on the web. Mommy


A 33yo guy from Atlanta writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with my step-sister when I was 16.


Miranda from yes writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm in love with my best friend. she is a girl and i am too.


stupid twonk from eidlveiss writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me Oh mighty web, For I have Sinned. I gazed upon the naked visage of pure evil and rejoiced! I am beholdant to the other and cannot turn back. I am lost. and So are YOU!!!!!


Dug from midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I fucked next door neighbor girl - she is only 16


The bugger hanging out from my nose writes:

Dear WEB:

I like seeing my own blood. I delight in cutting myself and watching the blood drip out. Pain is pleasure. Yesterday, I carved my boyfriend's name into my left leg. I think I need professional help. Oh, well. Check out my page! It kicks ass!


weirdo from New York writes:

Dear WEB:


Blood from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

Last night I fucked my little sister, well step sister, kind of


WeezleBuzzleFlinch from Somewhere other than Scranton writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my Editor. I really wouldn't mind it if his head exploded and got blood and goo all over his shirt.


SOCKS from writes:

Dear WEB:

Every morning before I walk out the door to go to school, I shove a pair of gym socks down my pants. I am little insecure about these things. I am afraid that the other guys will make fun of in the locker room.


Watching from the window writes:

Dear WEB:

I put a little camera in my bathroom. I watched my college coed roommates and their friends getting in and out of the shower. I watched my drunk blond roommate lean against the wall and pluck her pubes. I watched my lesbo roomie and her fat girlfriend make out one night when they had a party and were drunk. hahh hah hah. I took the camera out, but I'm not sorry. Ha ha ha ha! Viewer1@aol.com


Ken from writes:

Dear WEB:


Schlitzie from Hayward, CA writes:

Dear WEB:

Hi. I've been sitting at my desk for 8 hours now acting like I was working. The fact is I've spent the entire day looking at pictures of sideshow freaks and indiscreetly printing them up and tacking them up around the office. I might not be productive, but I'm in a good mood.


Riplet from Texas writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend too much time on the net.


scout from Maycomb writes:

Dear WEB:

a rabid dog came to our town and Cal got us i9nsifde the poorchg


Mr. mar from Cruzeiro writes:

Dear WEB:

I envy you


mar from Cruzeiro/BR writes:

Dear WEB:

Demorei, mas cheguei. E cheguei pra ficar


Rick Slicker from center of the universe, England writes:

Dear WEB:

Yeah and I really give a toss about absolution. Anyway on with the confession... last night on my way home I got in a taxi with a really aggravating driver so on the way home i decided to club him unconcious. Taking the car to a secluded spot i decided to pin him down and try to melt his eye with my cigarette lighter...and it works...the sucker popped like a tomato but unfortunately he had passed out by this time so i couldn't get his comments on the experience. Glad its all off my chest and i'm really sorry. Bout time we had a british psycho and i'm just the man to fill those boots. see ya all


nina from doom land writes:

Dear WEB:

lavoro pochissimo!


Yo from Keti writes:

Dear WEB:

Oh gran Red, perdona por haberte abandonado por dos dias, espero que tu bondad que no conoce limite logra encontrar un misera migaja de perdon para con este pobre diablo..


LOLA from ORANGE COUNTY writes:

Dear WEB:

I've heard that a now departed british actor I've had the hots for was a closet bisexual... Had he been alive today(no I'm not into the necro-thang thank you very much) I would have not been too taken aback;that is, if I was allowed to watch......what's more, I secretly wonder what it would have been like to be his"little boy"..... Okay? I know, I'm still laughing, and I don't want to stop!!! REAGRDS, LA LA LOLA!


Stinky CheeseMan from Wisconsin writes:

Dear WEB:

I eat too much cheese! I like cheese! I robbed the cheese factory last week, too!!!HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


joe from sscv writes:

Dear WEB:

i masturbate a lot


Farto from Panto writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes I worry that I'm rotting on the inside.


Not a Hippie from callllllllllli writes:

Dear WEB:

i get jealous as hell whenever my man haas any connection whatsoever to another woman, ever since he cheated on me. GOD DAMMIT!!!! MEN SHOULD DROWN!!!!!!!


Still not a hippie from hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I hope everyone who looks at my man falls over and dies. Yes that means you. He's mine. I would like to kill the sorry bitch that got with him. i hate her. i despise her. I am telepathically telling her to die even though i have no fucking clue who the hell she is. She WILL die!!!!!!!! Oh yeah, and also, i cheat on my homework and lie too much and my big mouth gets me in trouble a lot. And i think about my man 24/7. I'm not some little obsessed wierdo or anything, i'm just a normal chick. Hmm.... lets see.... what else.... oh yeah,I'm real mean. And i talk a lot of shit. And....... i thknk that's about it. I am pure now.


Tommy from The Land of OZ writes:

Dear WEB:

I bottle my farts and keep the bottle under my bed...I know I'm a sick little bastard but I don't know where to get help...!


badguy from Madrid writes:

Dear WEB:

I have beaten my wife. I have touched myself. I have lied. I have lied again. OOOOhhhh, I am a liar.


dirty from dirt writes:

Dear WEB:

I want to tell you

very much

I am a liar and a cheater


dirty from dirtnexx writes:

Dear WEB:

I love sex.


Horney from pa writes:

Dear WEB:

I want to have sex with three girls at once.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


dfs from dfs writes:

Dear WEB:

fddfdfsfds


luck from chicago writes:

Dear WEB:

I kissed my boyfriends brother and other stuff!?!!


me from here writes:

Dear WEB:

I know somones who tells me he killed someone. He's not a figitive, he served his time.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


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jimmyv from Oklahoma writes:

Dear WEB:

I almost ended it all last night.


cindy from mississippi writes:

Dear WEB:

I should be working on six different papers that were due earlier this week but I'm looking for interesting web sites instead......I can't find the ol' reliable that hooks me up with freaky people


chemkid from newark writes:

Dear WEB:

My physical organic prof is hot.


Little Jim from Some cr*p Uni writes:

Dear WEB:

My work, lifestyle, frends and spelling are appaling.


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Dear WEB:


scott from Australia writes:

Dear WEB:

I am 18.. I Had a dream last night that I am shocked to say that I didn't find BAD or GOOD... My ONLY male friend Alex was in bed with me because his six year old sister wanted to kill me (*dont ask me why... I have watched "Scream 2" in the last two weeks maybe that's why, but this what i dreamed and it was sooo real at the time...) It was such a hot night and I was lying next to him when i noticed that he was HARD and stoking himself and I was too.. I have no curtains and my room is in full view of the deck.. I for some reason wanted him to notice me so I made my dick visible and the moment he saw it, it was like he knew what we both wanted. He reached over and put his mouth around my dick and I enjoyed it! (I the morning I couldn't believe it as Alex is one of the most sexually isolated people I know and he is as much as I can tell Homophobic..I've never discussed sexual things with him for this reason..) After he has stopped People were walking by in the window to my room so we were sort of half trying to hide from it but not really caring.. I, for some reason that shocks me, wanted to give HIM a blow job.. he really is a good looking guy... it was when I leaned over he looked at me and it was so...so... I cant explain it.. I gave him a bit of a blow job and when I looked up at him he was sweating balls of sweat like marbles!Smiling the wholetime, grinning like i have never seen him grin before and I was thinking .. wow this isn't really happening is it... (it felt real-this is a dream right..) somehow the next thing I knew we were naked and I just layed on his chest. In the dream it felt so natural and good. but I'm not sure I like the feelings that I am getting after all I did not go out of my way to think that fantasy up about him.. but then again maybe I did all along and it is just coming out in my sleep... I feel terrible.. I am a country boy and I was fantasising about my best and ONLY male friend.. This maybe related to the fact that I dont have a father.... I'm not sure .. I am confused so I'll leave it there this has helped me sort things out in my mind... -Scott


A lost soul from a corner of the earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I am lost and am waiting for the road to appear in front of me. I am concious it won't but i'm too lazy to stop hoping. I am starting to halluciante, i smell deceiet. I am aware that I am trying to trick me. I am immersed in the illusion. I am confortably numb. I am dying. I am. I. . .


Another lost soul, perhaps the same lost soul but in disguise from probably the same corner of the earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I. I am. I am aware. I am aware only. I am aware only of the existence. I am aware only of the existence of myself. What am i about to say if going to be very difficult for me to say: ... .. . She sells sea shells by the sea shores.


the same soul, starting to be aware that blinking is the only evil force on the face of th earth from the same corner of the earth writes:

Dear WEB:

Ahh, i shalt conquer your evil forces that are enveloping the earth in a dark (and light, and dark, and light again, and so on) reign even as we speak. Thou shalt not survive this attack!!!! The magical sword is drawn, the final slash is heard!
VICTORY! the evil forces of blink have been eradicated! Let's celebrate! Bring on ale, music, jesters, and so on! .. Hey.. something's missing.. where are the virgins?????


the same soul, this time.. pissed off from the same corner of the earth writes:

Dear WEB:

you blink bitch.. die!!!!!!
are you dead yet???


miro from judo writes:

Dear WEB:


takis from takis writes:

Dear WEB:


Bigboy from United Kingdom writes:

Dear WEB:

I recently shagged my girlfreinds mother, and have now completely stopped shagging my girlfreind because when I'm doing it I can only think of her mum. It wouldn't be that bad apart from that I am in the same class as my girlfreind and her mother is my teacher. I get a bonor whenever she asks me a question, I do not know what to do but i hope that you have the heart to forgive me. Bigboy Nicol (Bigboy is not my real name) CaptainPugwash1@hotmail.com


jerk from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

Lord, I am so sorry. the porn on the net is invasive. i am powerless to resist it. i have failed youi,my family and myself...i amn=m a shmucvk i am sorry... i confess before you that i will nort ever tdod do this again. i rebuke the devilo and hois powewover me iam saso soortythanks to for lioveing maseiam so sorroy sorrysorrysoorrysaddfkjnkjhasfosadfuhasdfohfoisdjfoisjfosidfjsodfoi confess i have lusted for these women, please help me i am empy vessel...Lord, i trus t in you t


BIGBOY from SOMETHINGS FISHY IN DC writes:

Dear WEB:

I HOPE THE PEOPLE OF THIS GOOD USA IMPEACH PRES. CLINTON RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT HE DID WAS INMORAL,BAD,NASTY,STUPID,GROSS,UNFORGIVING,DUMB,AND ANY OTHER THINGS I CAN'T THINK OF RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! I SAY GET HIM OUT OF OFFICE BEFORE IT IS TO LATE!!!!! I CAN'T STAND ANOTHER YEAR WITH HIS LIES,LIES,LIES!!!! I WISH I CAN GO TO WASHINGTON AND TELL HIM WHAT A STUPID THING HE HAS DONE AND THEN RUN HIM OUT OF DC FOR GOOD!!!!! THANK GOD HE WILL NOT BE ABLE TO RUN FOR PRES. EVER AGAIN. 2 TERMS WITH HIS LIES IS ENOUGH FOR ME & THIS GREAT COUNTRY TO STAND!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IMPEACH CLINTON NOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!


doctorV from edge of hell writes:

Dear WEB:

i often masturabte while watching martha stewart on tv.she is hot!!! also,i have this thing for katie curick,when she does an interview,she makes this cute yet nasty face.also i listen to my sinatra collection way to much.while on the subject,nancy sinatra was my first picture date,undersand?these boots sure are made for walking!!!!!!


D.C. Mayor Marion Barry from fresh off yo Mama's ass. writes:

Dear WEB:

Sheiiit man, that Apostrophe' K is some straight-up double-badass muthafukin shiet ,man. `


Boogie from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I am too human.


Ted from Seattle writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I am guilty of not caring.


m30balt from Maryland writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess. I am a ChocolateHolic Hersey Is My LIFE


BUD-man from friggin' flat midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess: I know that I should be studying hard – college is supposed to be important, right??? It's just that the certain tasty, green, sticky herb with red hairs on it is calling to me, it says "put me in a pipe and flick the bic; role me in a J and sparketh me; stuff me into a bong and cough away." My weak will has trouble resisting these powerful mind tricks. Oh well, I'll just go burn another bowl. Cool.


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Dear WEB:


dd from new york writes:

Dear WEB:

i like to eat potatoes


dd from new york writes:

Dear WEB:

i like to eat potatoes, and cats


ronaldo from cal writes:

Dear WEB:

I snuck into a graveyard at night with a real human skull and some ribs and buried them in a grassy spot without too many markers nearby. I felt paranoid. I feel better now.


joey from lo mi writes:

Dear WEB:

i have rabis and have to tell my friends but havent yet done so


MeNaCe from TUCSON, AZ (yeah buts its a dry heat) writes:

Dear WEB:

ßë\\'â®ë thë £í£ g®ëëñ mëñ!


MeNaCe AgAiN from You know where ^_^ writes:

Dear WEB:

ßë\\'â®ë thë £í£ ®ëÐ mëñ! (the green give oral pleasure ;)


MeNaCe (the smart one) from Darkside of the earth writes:

Dear WEB:


bobby from bobbyland writes:

Dear WEB:

I have nothing to say! And that's all!


Christophe from UK writes:

Dear WEB:

I forgot to switch off the Iron and rendered my parents homeless.


alyssa from terrestrial sphere writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't stop checking my e-mail. No matter what I do I have to come back to my computer. In the back of mind I think the key to my future will be in my e-mail. So far, my mind misgives me.


joe bob from lhap writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a masterbation problem, i know it's wrong, but every once and awhile i slip into dirty deeds


Madness from Ontario writes:

Dear WEB:

My friends mom got me in troule for yelling at my father over the phone. She stood there, drunker than ever, (seriously she is a drunk), and yelled and screamed saying stuff like, "DON'T YOU EVER*sway*EVER*blow of beer breathe* TO YOUR FATHER LIKE THAT OVER MY PHONE!" And, "OH SURE YOUR MOTHER COMES ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK BUT YOUR FATHERS THERE FOREVER!!" I felt like saying. "LISTEN BITCH!!!! 1. IT ISN'T YOUR PLACE TO GET ME IN TROUBLE FOR YELLING AT MY DAD!!! 2. YOUR MAKING IT SOUND LIKE MY MOTHER DESERTED US OR SOMETHING!! IF IT WASN'T FOR MY MOM BITCH I WOULD BE ON WELFARE!!! But I'm a weeny and couldn't do it.


Dan from Milan writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a loser


Juan el Tierno from Buenos Aires - Argentina writes:

Dear WEB:

Hoooo !! Mi querida Web, estoy consternado, pues por mas que trato, sigue gustandome mas practicar sexo que navegar por internet..... El Ser Supremo y Bill Gates me lo perdonen.(03/12/1998).


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Dear WEB:


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Chris from the Putney Co-op writes:

Dear WEB:

Not only did I eat the Russian Tea Cake, but I lied about it too.


Sublime from the East writes:

Dear WEB:

First of all, I'm sure none of you will ever beleive this, but i guess i don't really care. sometimes, its better to talk to people who don't care than the people who call themselves your friends. A friend of mine died two years ago. The papers said it was an accident. They are mostly right. He did fall, but he caught himself on a tree root on the edge of the cliff. I watched as he hung there, holding on, high above the river. I didn't help him. I turned and walked. Seconds later he fell to his death. I regret it. I've been depressed, lossed, and alone for so long now. I don't know what happened. I can never go back and fix what I did. I deserve to be at the bottom of that cliff. But its too late. But in letting him die, most of me did too.


albert from chicago writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess to almighty God, that I have committed the sins that you do not want. First, the biggest sin that I have is a homosexual affair. Please forgive me.


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Dear WEB:


sweet, young & smooth from from the wetness of my thighs writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm sitting at my desk right now and my pussy is so hot! I want to finger bang myself so bad and I can't. I just recently shaved my pussy bald and it feels so hot I can't stand it. I keep fantasizing about having it spanked by my boyfriend or by some hot girl while he watches or better yet by both of them together, taking turns, spanking and licking and sucking. Oh god, I'm squirming in my chair and I can feel my clit swelling up. I want my pussy spanked so bad. I love the way it looks all bald and smooth, just like a little girl, if only I could finger it right now or have my clit sucked on. I'm on fire. I want to dip my fingers in my hot little hole and smear my pussy juices all over my bald little cunt and have someone lick and suck them off. And once they do I want them to spread my legs wide and spank my cunt. I want to be a bad girl and get a bad girl pussy spanking. I love to hear those words while I get it, I love to hear my boyfriend tell me I have a sweet hot little pink pussy or a tight wet little cunt. I'm going to have to into the office bathroom and finger myself, I can't stand it. I want my bald little girl pussy loved and abused. I'm going to go make myself cum. The thought of my pussy turning pink from a spanking is too much for me.


somos from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

Well people call me somos and I hate them so I killed this one guy with a shit stick


blow job from glasgow writes:

Dear WEB:

wanking


PuddinHead from LA writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes I scratch my ass then smell my fingers. Am I alone here?


Barry from Michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

I love getting spanked...especially over the knee. I wear thong undies and wiggle my ass as it is being spanked over and over and over!


Yuval from America writes:

Dear WEB:

Yuval is a total ASSHOLE


hamster from unedr th table writes:

Dear WEB:

i am drunk anybdy gor any hangover cures?


bill from north of florida writes:

Dear WEB:

i thought i was alone know i know there are some very lonely people on the web. yet no one gives a dump. we can be lonely together and care about each other join with me in a lonely net sing along,dumb and lonely dumb and lonely who gives a shit we're dumb and lonely. dumb. let me get back to work


MISTER CHRIST from OTTAWA 456 writes:

Dear WEB:

I SHIT MY PANTS ON PURPOSE, WHILE WALKING MY DOG, AND SHIT ON HER FACE.


Fried from Mars writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't believe that I actually spend so much time, wasted, downloading shit-loads of totally repulsive and disgusting crap like the most of the stuff on the web. I have no ambition. I have no money. I am a total geek and do not have any friends, and worst of all I don't feel any guilt. If you're guillible enough and are reading this you are probably as pathetic as I. So maybe I am not the only one, heh-heh. get a life, loser.


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Mr Big from Big Tex writes:

Dear WEB:

I ve been married way to long and need another taste of life. Just two 20yr olds will do just fine!


Spunky from ca writes:

Dear WEB:

I am truely a lesbion but I am dateing a man to not spill my secret


jo jo from georgia writes:

Dear WEB:

I sometimes masturbate to ozzy osbourne. i mean his music, not him(thats just weird). i like to stick large pieces of brush up my anus.


a from a writes:

Dear WEB:

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Suede Maus from Cicero writes:

Dear WEB:

I was in a mall store The Limited Too, a store for girls. I was with a lady friend who was looking for a gift for her little sister. I was fascinated with all the girly accessories in brightly colored plastic. I envied little girls because they get to have all the cute and silly stuff. I began to have not a little gender confusion. I really wanted to get dressed up in girly clothes and put on glittery makeup and have a hello kitty plastic purse. I'm scared damnit.


Maxiim from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

Forgive me, holy net, as I have sinned. Yesterday I transferred some pornographic mterials into my computer.


from writes:

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Fred from Earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I did it! I killed them all!


stupid from jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

i must submit a real confession. I am addicted to sex. Anything that has to do with sex. I even am beginning to think i would have sex with a male , which is pretty strange given that i am a male and driven to have my thoughts and body into every part of a woman/women. Now even worse is that I join bi/gay chat rooms and pass myself off as a bi fem ( fems in here are very open to have sexual relations and send naked pictures of theiselves). And even worse is that i masturbate several times a day to all this and cannot have sex with my wife. Damn me/damn it all, My wife deserves better!!!!!!


poop from poopppoooppp writes:

Dear WEB:

I ate a pumpkin, then I farted


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felon from California writes:

Dear WEB:

I killed 10 dogs, 20 goats and 2 men yesterday. I feel a great burden on my shoulders. I am looking for any way to remove this action from my concience. I am also looking for a place to get rid of the carcases


from writes:

Dear WEB:


the hair from your ass writes:

Dear WEB:

do you have to shit so much?? and where di you learn how to wipe?!


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Andy from Dallas, Tx writes:

Dear WEB:

The background on this sucks, and I'm really horny. Youpy mail don't work, and I'm really horny. It would be cool to be a gigalo at 23, and I'm really horny. I'm a security officer and all I do is play on the internet all night, and I'm really horny.


from writes:

Dear WEB:


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from writes:

Dear WEB:

i confess! he did it!


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Dear WEB:


Bitch from mass writes:

Dear WEB:

I masterbate 6 times a day and I am a female.


the squirrel from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

i'm farting around confessing to the web when i should be working.


snuzzles from snuzzles@webtv.net writes:

Dear WEB:

ummm i am an atheist so i guess confession to the web is ok LOL no really thhis thing is whacked out man but its cool!


Mista Mushroom from the comode writes:

Dear WEB:

I have consumed the bodys of pygmy goats through my anus.


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Dear WEB:


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Dear WEB:

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turtle from news outh wales writes:

Dear WEB:

i have a breast fetish


a MetallicA freak with no woman from this hell-hole i call my bedroom... writes:

Dear WEB:

I just got done scratching my balls. I want to shag claire danes. My ex looks good...I want to do her again too. You want to join?...oh, nevermind...can't get too carried away now. I hate people 'cause everyone is destroying the earth. I also hate the web 'cause I spend too much damn time on it. I learn alot, but there are more important things to learn...like what claire dane's cunt tastes like. YUMMY!!!! Damn, now I've got a hardon. I need a blowjob now. Shit, it sucks being home by yourself with no females present to help out!!!! Hell, I could always drive 5 miles and rent a whore! I'm drinking chocolate milk right now. It's getting warm though. My dick is bigger than yours...ha ha!! Korn rules!! so does MetallicA!! Alicia Silverstone just walked in the door...hold on a sec. I need to ask her something. Ok, she's down on her knees now! Hell yeah baby, you know how it's done!!! Ooohhhh Yeeaahhhh!!!!! Aaahhhhhh!!!! Now that's what I call a blowjob...I knew I could count on Alicia! She's one hot babe. So is claire danes...but she couldn't make it over tonight...maybe next time! I'm half asleep right now...took too many damn mini-thins earlier. I wonder if I can make this confession thing longer than anyone elses...(hell, everything else of mine is longer than yours!! ha ha!!) Blah blah blah blah....I want some weed. I want sex. I want a million dollars. (make that 2 million) I want a 15 yr. old, but don't want to go to jail. I want to get off this damn web-page thing, so I'm ending my confession for today...but I'll be back!! I shall return.......


hndk from fds writes:

Dear WEB:

fdsfsd


stew from Italy US Navy writes:

Dear WEB:

I have no confession so this is really pointless


anna from ur writes:

Dear WEB:

urine


noname from nowhere writes:

Dear WEB:

OK, I confess, I read this page. God I am so depressing!!!!!!!


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Dear WEB:


blue from ca writes:

Dear WEB:

had funnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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guru from dehli somwhere in asia writes:

Dear WEB:

I am the greatest,why can't everyone measure upto my exacting standards? so I hate everybody.


tony from Silicon Valley writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes I get impulses to not work on my computer and socialize with other people....


mickey from SF writes:

Dear WEB:

what?


Larry Mondello from Mayfield, USA writes:

Dear WEB:

When I get hungry sometimes and my mom says I can't have a snack because it'll spoil my appetite, I go out in the garden and dig up some worms to eat. They really aren't too bad, once you get used to 'em. I found out that they taste better if you wash 'em.


Ambria from California writes:

Dear WEB:

Well....well....well where do I start? I have a lot of confessions to make. Maybe I'll just mention a couple for the wicked things that I have done. I hope that I will be forgiven! I'm in love with a 41 year old man....married I might add! We have been sexually involved. Is that so bad? what if I said I was signifigantly younger than him? would that make any difference? I wonder if this makes me a bad person...there's just some things that are too tempting to resist. I also have random sexual thoughts about my co-workers...older..some married...others not. I secretly despise my best friend. she is a two faced liar...to put it nicely. It's weird though..'cause I still love her. Also I keyed my ex-boyfriend's brand new car...I wish I would have slashed his tires too..but I'm too sweet for that. He really deserves that! I guess what goes around comes around. 'cause he cheated on me...so, if you're a cheater..sooner or later you will be cheated on. One last thing I would like to add is that..I pick my nose..constantly...even when there's nothing there. Sometimes I even go as far as to wipe my nose goblins in weird places..like my dirty sock or on my bedroom carpet!! Anyway I could be here all day confessing...so that's it for now


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Dear Web, I love a girl and told her about this. She refused but later took pity on me and come back. Now I have refused. I feel like a jerk.


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ok...not really a confession, but i had to get pissed off somewhere. my life sucks. i have all kinds of cool crap layin around - computers, software, stereo equipment...all kinds of nifty stuff, but i didn't earn any of it. i have precisely $2.67 worth of electrical garbage that i bought with my money. on top of that, ppl r always saying what an idiot i am because of my religion. see, i am - used to be - a jedi. i believe in the Force and everything. every time somebody insulted it, i'd get a little more pissed. eventually, it built up to the point where i started physically defending myself against verbal annoyances and insults. i attacked ppl out of anger. now, i'm sith. i'm an "evil jedi". if anyone sympathizes with this, or wants to learn more about the Force, ICQ me at 7327786. get authorization first, or i'll never get it. also, i've been getting all kinds of chain letters from ppl i've never even heard of. plus, i'm gettin all these "wildlife foundation" e-cards. video of chimps and crap...

well, that's about it for now. if i don't release a little anger, i'm gonna go crazy real fast. when i get pissed, something generally gets broken beyond recognition...


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I commited adultery by thinking of lustful thoughts. I swear to turn away from sinning and I shall become more religious and to follow Jesus and God for good advice and ways to not sin. In fact I swear on the holy bible which is in front of me. I hope very much that Jesus and God will forgive me for all my sinnings. And promise to do much better with their helpings. I forgive every single living and dead thing and person no matter what they have ever done. I love everyone and thing. God bless all. I love Jesus and God and thank Them very much. Amen.


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I commited adultery by thinking of lustful thoughts. I swear to turn away from sinning and I shall become more religious and to follow Jesus and God for good advice and ways to not sin. In fact I swear on the holy bible which is in front of me. I hope very much that Jesus and God will forgive me for all my sinnings. And promise to do much better with their helpings. I forgive every single living and dead thing and person no matter what they have ever done. I love everyone and thing. God bless all. I love Jesus and God and thank Them very much. Amen.


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c0nslayer from Planet of the lost hope writes:

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I managed construction of active wastewater treatment plant were I have been exposed to very low levels of hydrogen sulfide. Hydrogen sulfide is an extremally toxic gas, at very low cumulative exposures also damages CNS. See Bhambhani PhD study, and Marvin Legator PhD, UT, Galvestone. However what many do not know and is shocking HYDROGEN SULFIDES likely reacts with dental mercury amalgams, (mercury sulfide) what I do believe consequently causing accute poisoning by either or both. I am today disable with severe joint pain, buckling legs, respiratory problems, digestive, memory loss, (neurotoxicity) neuropathy and prior to removing the dental amalgams I had symptoms similar to PARKINSON'S. I also believe that Carpal syndrome is not caused by computer keyboards but it is sign of mercury poisoning by dental amalgams. ( I had carpal syndrome, while not working on computers, and was reduced after removal of dental mercury). Consequently I found that mercury causes Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (neurotixicity!) - neurogenic inflammation, time dependent neural sensitization, Gulf War Illness, Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome, Irritable Bowel Disease (fungal and yeast infections) Fibromyalgia, arthritis, arthralgia, neuralgia, myalgia, neuralgia, prothralgia, peripheral neuropathy, carpal tunnel, asthma, bronchitis, high blood pressure, interventicular conductivity defect (EKG "ST-T" wave), Parkinson's, Alzheimer, Lou Gherig disease, memory loss, panic disorder, anxiety, paranoia, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, misdiagnosed as thyroids problems, misdiagnosed for oral herpes sores in mouth (mercury sulfur), bleeding gums, plaque, vision problems, acne, intestinal infections, impotence or erection disorders, all due to neurotoxicity, and not allergy to mercury or sensitivity to mercury as FDA suggests. Yes I do have swollen salivary glands, and I developed metallic taste with severe electrolysis in mouth during exposure to H2S. In deed I found that dental amalgam causes Multiple chemical sensitivity, Fibromyalgia, Chronic fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome, and also damages brain of developing fetus in pregnant mothers when passing through placenta, causing Attention Deficit Hypersensitivity Disorder, and Autism. Unfortunatelly OSHA knows nothing about it, and FDA is intellectually paralyzed. Please made the update in your publication to warn the "mases" that dental amalgam in deed can poison also. The injurious mechanisms working with chemicals starts with change of body acidity. When accidic the acids will react with dental amalgams than causing acute poisoning. Industrial Exposure and Control Technologies for OSHA Regulated Hazardous Substances U.S. Department of Labor 2Elizabeth Dole, S Secretary March 1989 Volume II of II Substances K-Z and Indices Occupational Safety and Heath Administration John A. Pendergrass, Assistant Secretary HEALTH EFFECTS Effects of exposure may be delayed. [USCG, 19851 Acute poisoning may result from inhalation of vapors of elemental mercury. If poisoning occurs by inhalation of fumes of metallic mercury, the syndrome is characterized by pneumonitis, lethargy or restlessness, fever, tachypnea, cough, chest pain, cyanosis, diarrhea & vomiting; atelectasisd emphysema, hemorrhage & pneumothorax often follow. Systemic effects of the poison start within a few hours & may last for days; death may ensue. Systemic signs of acute poisoning by elemental mercury include those referable to CNS. [GOODMAN. PHARN BASIS THERAP 6TH ED 19801 The condition is characterized by metallic taste, nausea, abdominal pain, vomiting, diarrhea, headache, & sometimes albuminuria. After few days, salivary glands swell, stomatitis & gingivitis develop, & a dark line of mercury sulfide forms on inflamed gums. Teeth may loosen, & ulcers may form on lips & cheeks. In milder cases, recovery occurs within 10-14 days, but in others, poisoning of chronic type may ensue. Some of acute cases have resulted from exposure concentration of 1.2 to 8.5 ml Hg~cu m. [PATTY. INDUS HYG & TOX 3RD ED VOLZA,2B,2C 1981-82] Mercury affect health The nervous system is very sensitive to all forms of mercury. Methylmercury and metal vapors are more harmful than other forms, because more mercury in these forms reaches the brain. Exposure to high levels of metallic, inorganic, or organic mercury can permanently damage the brain, kidneys, and developing fetus. Effects on brain functioning may result in irritability, shyness, tremors, changes in vision or hearing, and memory problems. Short-term exposure to high levels of metallic mercury vapors may cause effects including lung damage, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, increases in blood pressure or heart rate, skin rashes, and eye irritation. There are inadequate human cancer data available for all forms of mercury. Mercuric chloride has caused increases in several types of tumors in rats and mice, while methylmercury increased kidney tumors in male mice. The EPA has determined that mercuric chloride and methyl mercury are possible human carcinogens. Mercury affect on children: Very young children are more sensitive to mercury than adults. Mercury in the mother's body passes to the fetus and can pass to a nursing infant through breast milk. The case of an 8-month-old girl with acute mercury vapor intoxication successfully treated with oxygen, intravenous injections of nafcillin sodium (100 mg~kg~day) and chloramphenicol sodium succinate (100 mg~kg~day) is reported. [JAFFE KM ET AL; AM J DIS CHILD 137: 749-51 (1983)1 Mercury's harmful effects that may be passed from the mother to the developing fetus include brain damage, mental retardation, and incoordination, blindness, seizures, and an inability to speak. Children poisoned by mercury may develop problems of their nervous and digestive systems and kidney damage. Tests are available to measure mercury levels in the body. Blood tests are not reliable, urine samples are used to test for exposure to metallic mercury and to inorganic forms of mercury. Mercury in in scalp hair is measured to determine exposure to methylmercury. Mass Mercury Poisoning in Iraq, 1971 Wheat is believed to have been domesticated first in the fields of the Fertile Crescent, an area extending from the Persian Gulf to the Palestinian coast, including much of what is now Iraq. Following a major drought in 1971 that ruined the wheat harvest of this region, the Iraqi government decided to switch to a more resilient variety of wheat from Mexico, known as Mexipak. The Iraqis requested that the wheat seed be treated with mercury to protect it from fungal infections. However, in placing the order, a single-letter typographical error was made in the name of the fungicide, resulting in treatment of the grain with highly toxic methylmercury instead of the relatively harmless form of organic mercury normally used. In the fall of 1971, the largest commercial order of wheat in history (178,000 tons) was delivered to Iraq and distributed throughout the country. In some areas the wheat arrived too late for planting and was used instead to make bread. The sacks contained labels warning against consumption, but the labels were in Spanish. The grain had also been colored by a pink dye to indicate that it was poisonous, but the farmers were not aware of the significance of the color. Some of the sacks still carried the original warning labels from the U.S. manufacturer, with the skull and crossbones poison designation; however, the Iraqi farmers were not familiar with this symbol. The mercury-treated grain was consumed by thousands of Iraqis over a period of a few weeks. Indeed, the pink color of the bread was thought to be attractive. Weeks later, the effects of mercury poisoning began to appear. At first the symptoms were a burning or prickling sensation of the skin and blurred vision. These symptoms were followed by uncoordinated muscular movements, blindness, deafness, coma, and in some cases death. Tragically, one village was not aware of the delayed effects of mercury poisoning and assumed that the traditional yellow wheat they had just eaten was responsible for the poisoning. Their efforts to obtain the pink variety, which they had recently run out of, were unfortunately successful. The estimated toll of the mass poisoning was 6,000 hospitalizations, 5,000 severe poisonings, and 450 hospital deaths. Since many persons were not admitted to hospitals, the actual totals are not known; however, the number of individuals significantly affected has been placed at more than 50,000 and the number of deaths at 5,000. The effects on developing fetuses in mothers who ate the bread have not been fully documented, but subsequent analyses indicate that the fetus may be more than 10 times as sensitive to mercury poisoning as the adult. Afterbirth, the exposed child may suffer seizures, abnormal reflexes, and delayed development. Severe cases involve cerebral palsy. The extent and consequences of this tragedy still are not completely documented. SOURCE: B. Weiss and T.W. Clarkson, “Toxic Chemical Disasters and the Implications of Bhopal for Technology Transfer, ” Milbank Quarterly 64:216-240, 1986. I do believe that Gulf War Illness is caused by dental amalgams: This is attachment received from OFFICE OF THE SECRETARY OF DEFENSE, 1000 DEFENSE PENTAGON, WASHINGTON, DC 20301 -1000 General Bernard ROSTKER dated MAY 20, 1999 and addressed to me: HYPOTHESIS REGARDING ILLNESS IN PGW VETERANS Summers (1994) has proposed that set of unexplained symptoms in PGW veterans (skin rashes, chronic fatigue, headaches, sore joints, hair loss, irritability, insomnia, diarrhea, and depression) may be related to mercury toxicity as result of installation of dental amalgams just prior to or immediately after service in PGW. This hipotesis asserts that installation of these amalgams resulted in clinically evident elemental mercury toxicity that continues as patients have ongoing exposure to mercury. It is clear that the placement of dental amalgams results in systemic exposure to mercury (Gross and Harrisson, 1989; Summers et al. 1993). It is also clear that significant exposure to elemental mercury results in toxic syndrome with complex clinical presentation (Wyngaarden et al. 1992.) At the same time, relatively few human studies of adverse effects of amalgams have been done. Interest in diminishing elemental mercury exposure has resulted in proposals in Sweden, Denmark and Germany for restrictions on the use of mercury - containing dental amalgams. To date, the hypothesis of unexplained symptoms in PGW veterans associated with the recent installation of dental amalgams has not been directly investigated to the best of our knowledge. COMPARISON OF PATIENTS WITH CHRONIC FATIGUE SYNDROME, FIBROMYALGIA, AND MULTIPLE CHEMICAL SENSITIVITIES. Dedra Buchwald; Deborah Garrity. Author's Abstract: COPYRIGHT American Medical Association 1994 Background: Chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS), fibromyalgia (FM), and multiple chemical sensitivities (MCS) are conditions associated with fatigue and a variety of other symptoms that appear to share many clinical and demographic features. Our objectives were to describe the similarities and differences among patients with CFS, FM, and MCS. Additional objectives were to determine how frequently patients with MCS and FM met the criteria for CFS and if they differed in their health locus of control. Methods: Demographic, clinical and psychosocial measures were prospectively collected in 90 patients, 30 each with CFS, FM, and MCS. Patients were recruited from a university-based referral clinic devoted to the evaluation and treatment of chronic fatigue and three private practices. Variables included demographic features, symptoms characteristic of each condition, psychological complaints, a measure of health locus of control, and information on health care use. Results: Overall, the three patient groups were remarkably similar in demographic characteristics and the presence of specific symptoms. Patients with CFS and FM frequently reported symptoms compatible with MCS. Likewise, 70% of patients with FM and 30% of those with MCS met the criteria for CFS. Health care use was substantial among patients with CFS, FM, and MCS, with an average of 22.1, 39.7, and 23.3 visits, respectively, to a medical provider during the prior year. Health locus of control did not differ among the three populations. Conclusions: In general, demographic and clinical factors and health locus of control do not clearly distinguish patients with CFS, FM, and MCS. Symptoms typical of each disorder are prevalent in the other two conditions. (Arch Intern Med. 1994;154:2049-2053) Journal of A1lergy and Clinical immunology: April 1997, 990422 ABSTRACTS The Journal of Allergy and Clinical Immunology Official Publication of the American Academy of Allergy, Asthma and Immunology April 1997, volume 99 number 4 Copyright by Mosby-Year Book, Inc. Panic response to sodium lactate infusion in patients with multiple chemical sensitivity syndrome Karen E. Binkley, MD, and Stan Kutcher, MDb Toronto, Ontario, and Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada Background:Many patients who are first seen with what has been called multiple chemical sensitivity syndrome (MCS) experience symptoms suggestive of panic disorder including chest tightness, shortness of breath, palpitations, paresthesias, lightheadedness, and mental confusion. Although such patients are often convinced that these symptoms reflect toxic effects of environmental "chemicals," direct evidence of this is lacking . To the contrary, a previous study has shown that some of these individuals exhibit hyperventilation responses on exposure to non noxious stimuli, and it has been suggested that the resulting hypocarbia accounts for their symptoms. We postulated that some patients with self identified MCS had an underlying condition similar to panic disorder and would therefore demonstrate similar responses to provocative challenges, such as sodium lactate infusion. Methods: Patients referred to an allergy and clinical immunology service for evaluation of "chemical sensitivity" were investigated to rule out underlying medical conditions, including asthma, as a cause of their symptoms and were enrolled for study after giving informed consent. After a standardized psychiatric assessment was performed, patients underwent single-blind intravenous infusions of normal saline solution placebo) and sodium lactate (which reproduces symptoms in individuals with underlying panic disorder). All patients were referred for independent psychiatric assessment. Results: The standardized psychiatric assessment identified four of five patients as meeting DSM III-R diagnostic criteria for panic disorder along with other depressive and/or anxiety-related disorders. All five patients with self-identified chemical sensitivity exhibited a positive symptomatic response to sodium lactate compared with placebo infusion. Independent psychiatric assessment confirmed the diagnosis of panic disorder on the basis of DSM III-R criteria in each of the five patients. Conclusions: These results suggest that MCS may have a neurobiologic basis similar, if not identical, to that of panic disorder.We speculate that treatments with demonstrated efficacy in panic disorder may also be of benefit in MCS, and conversely, treatments that reinforce anticipatory anxiety and avoidance behavior in patients with MCS may be detrimental (J Allergy Clin Immunol 1997;99:4.) FDA - "..according to the Office of Device Evaluation (ODE), the office responsible for conducting scientific reviews of medical devices, there is no scientific evidence that amalgam poses hazard "...except for the rare individual who has an allergy to mercury..."" Were this is in conflict with DOD statement about mercury leaching from teeth as well as Agency for Toxic Substances and Disease Registry reporting that mercury may pass through placenta as well as from breast milk to infants! So this is a political not any more scientific issue where deception is used by some morons to argue to save the costs, while injuring children and general population. The issue is that one can not be sensitive (allergic) to a neurotoxin such as mercury. JOEM 39:1 (January 1997), pp 15-22 Monica Sanstrm, Bsc, Eugene Lyskov MD PhD, Andr Berglund, Sviatoslav Medvedev MD PhD, Kjell Hansson Mild PhD, An increasing number of people (in Sweden) are claiming that they are hypersensitive to electricity. These patients suffer from skin as well as neurological symptoms when they are near computer monitors, fluorescent tubes, or other electrical appliances. Provocation studies with electromagnetic fields emitted from these appliances have, with only one exception, all been negative, indicating that there are other factors in the office environment that can effect the autonomic and/or central nervous system, resulting in the symptoms reported. Flickering light is one such factor and was therefore chosen as the exposure parameter in this study. Ten patients complaining of electrical hypersensitivity and the same number of healthy voluntary control subjects were exposed to amplitude-modulated light. The sensitivity of the brain to this type of visual stimulation was tested by means of objective electrophysiological methods such as electroetinography and visual evoked potential. A higher amplitude of brain cortical responses at all frequencies of stimulation was found when comparing patients with the control subjects, whereas no differences in retinal responses were revealed. Correspondence: Kjell Hansson Mild, PhD National Institute Box 7654, S-907 13 Ume, Sweden THE RELATIONSHIP OF COMPUTER VISION SYNDROME TO MUSCULOSKELETAL DISORDERS Many individuals who work at a computer video display terminal (VDT) report a high level of job-related complaints and symptoms, including ocular discomfort, muscular strain, and stress. Surveys of computer workers show that eye and vision problems are the most frequently reported health-related problems, generally occurring in 70 to 75 percent of computer workers.1-3 The complex of eye and vision problems related to near work experienced during computer use has been termed "computer vision syndrome".4 The elements of working at a computer which make it visually demanding include frequent saccadic eye movements (ocular motility) and continuous eye focusing (accommodation) and alignment (vergence) demands. Problems occur when the visual demands of the task exceed the visual abilities of the individual to comfortably perform the task. Eye movements, eye focusing, and eye alignment processes involve repetitious muscular activity. The movement of each of the eyes is controlled by six extraocular muscles5 that are responsible for proper alignment of the eyes when viewing objects such as the computer screen. The ability of the eyes to change focus is controlled by the ciliary muscle, which exerts a force on the internal lens of the eye.6 In many respects, many computer related vision problems can be considered a form of musculoskeletal disorder, commonly referred to as cumulative trauma disorder (CTD) or repetitive stress injuries (RSI).7 The relationship between computer related vision problems and RSI include: Symptoms are work related and associated with repetitive activity -- The development of computer vision syndrome is related to the unique aspects of the task. Working at a computer is more visually demanding than doing other standard office work such as reading printed documents. Aspects of the design of the computer video display such as screen resolution and contrast, image refresh rates and flicker, and screen glare, as well as working distances and angles all may contribute to worker symptoms.8,9 In order to accomplish specific computer related tasks, frequent eye movements from work documents to the computer screen, or from the screen to the keyboard and back again, are used. In addition, as the object being viewed changes, so does the need for a change in eye focusing to maintain a clear image. These changes occur repeatedly during computer work. The flexibility of the lens within the eye gradually decreases with age resulting in a condition called presbyopia, which affects most people after about age 40. As a result, individuals are unable to adequately focus on close work and computer screens without a proper spectacle lens correction.10 Problems are related to disorders of muscles, tendons, bones, or nerves -- Ocular motility, accommodative and vergence disorders are due to problems with the neuromuscular control mechanisms of these functions. Problems occur or are aggravated by repeated movements -- The visual symptoms that occur from working at a computer are the result of repeatedly stressing some aspect of the eyes or visual system. Asthenopia and visual symptoms result from the task difficulty and duration stressing the accommodative and eye coordination systems. Eye-related symptoms and the underlying vision condition may be aggravated and/or precipitated by repeated work at a computer. This is not dissimilar from other types of RSIs in which a part of the human physiology functions properly with normal activity, but breaks down and causes symptoms when strained or stressed. A lengthy period of time is required for the problems to develop and for the individual to recover -- Although vision disorders may occur as localized fatigue and subside after discontinuance of work, they often return the next day when work is resumed. Unlike other forms of localized fatigue, the visual system is not able to adapt to the conditions that cause the fatigue so that it no longer occurs with regular exposure. Some vision problems may become more significant over time.11 Many aspects of computer vision syndrome meet the same criteria used to define cumulative trauma disorders or repetitive stress injuries. Because of the impact of computer vision syndrome on worker comfort and productivity, the American Optometric Association believes more attention needs to be given to reducing the impact of computer related vision problems in the workplace and to providing appropriate eye and vision care for workers who use computers on a regular basis. Chronic fatigue syndrome is dismissed by many quacks passing for medical doctors in political fight for financial turf and is being as being deliberately assessed as merely not existing ever objectively confirmed bogus medical label known as psychosomatic; that is if you have it, it's only in your head, since such quack usually following the business association's (AMA) recommendations is not intelligent enough to make by himself any sound correlation and provide any sound diagnosis. In deed there is growing evidence that AMA attracts poorly educated doctors who are trying to gain credentials as medical doctors while conning the patients. The best qualified doctors are withdrawing membership from this business organization trying to claim monopoly on medical practice and diagnosis. AMA was involved in embarrassing scandals for last decades involving Sun corporation, ZANTAC and Helocobacter Pylori, and treatment and diagnosis of known as Chronic Fatigue and Immune Dysfunction Syndrome (CFIDS), Fibromyalgia Syndrome (FMS), Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (MCS), and Gulf War Syndrome (GWS) well known to be caused by neurotoxicity of dental amalgam. AMA attracted aggressive management with mediocre medical education, and lack of scientific or intellectual capacity, while manipulated by big Insurance and pharmaceutical industry financial support which are nothing else as buying the influence in exchange for loyalty and some deliberately intimidating the researchers as reported in:. England Journal of Medicine - April 17, 1997 - Volume 336, Number 16 The Messenger under Attack - Intimidation of Researchers by Special-Interest Groups Attacks on health researchers are not new. Pierre Louis, for example, was vilified nearly two centuries ago for suggesting that bloodletting was an ineffectual therapy.(1) In an open society such as ours, controversy is common and often socially useful. The fact that scientists are sometimes challenged by special-interest groups should be no surprise. However, with widening media coverage of health research, growing public interest in health hazards, and expanding research on the outcomes of clinical care, such attacks may become more frequent and acrimonious. The huge financial implications of many research studies invite vigorous attack. In Marcia Angell's recent Shattuck Lecture, she argued that litigation, fear, bias, and greed interfere with scientific efforts to answer questions of importance to public health and that an antiscientific social attitude encourages premature or ill-informed political and legal solutions to medical questions.(2) She noted that intimidation may cause investigators and institutions with access to critical sources of data to shy away from conducting research on controversial topics. Studies of health hazards are illustrative of this problem. Media and courtroom approaches rapidly overshadowed clinical and epidemiologic studies of the potential adverse effects of breast implants.(2,3) The lead industry hobbled the work of Needleman and colleagues on the health risks of low-level lead exposure and intimidated others through coordinated attacks at scientific meetings and skillful manipulation of the procedures for investigating scientific misconduct.(4,5,6) The National Rifle Association and its allies, angered by studies funded by the National Center for Injury Prevention and Control, part of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, that demonstrated the risks to family members posed by guns in the home, tried to eliminate the agency that provided the funding.(7) Such attacks often focus on "hot-button" policy issues (chemical exposure, firearm injuries) or on data relevant to large disability or liability claims (breast implants). Three recent experiences involving our institutions illustrate how vituperative such attacks may be and the range of tactics employed. Such episodes warrant close scrutiny, because intimidation of investigators and funding agencies by powerful constituencies may inhibit important research on health risks and rational approaches to cost-effective health care. Copyright © 1997 by the Massachusetts Medical Society You need to get of hold of : Neurotoxicity: Identifying and Controlling Poisons of the Nervous System U.S. Office of Technology Assessment April 1990 OTA-BA-436 NTIS order #PB90-252511 (361 pages) GWS is less well defined and refers to the cluster of undiagnosed symptoms of unknown cause that have been reported by over 10% of the US veterans involved in the 1991 war against Iraq (more than 80,000 troops to date). Although studies published by the Department of Defense, Department of Veterans' Affairs, the National Institute of Medicine, and the Centers for Disease Control have failed to identify a "unique syndrome," the symptoms most commonly reported by ill veterans--including chronic fatigue, muscle and joint pain, sleep disturbances, and neurocognitive problems--are almost identical to those seen in CFS, FMS and MCS. Some independent researchers attribute the symptoms of GWS to pesticide (methyl mercury) and chemical weapons exposures, while others report finding a mycoplasma infection that can be treated, although not cured, with long-term use of antibiotics. See: http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/adentalmercuryamalgam http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/adentalmercuryamalgam http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/gulfwarillness http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/dangerousdoctors


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I am looking for several georgeous VIRGINS, who want to take me where my wife could not. Interns welcome. I do not use cigars! Monica Levinsky do not respond, you are not VIRGIN!


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WHITE HOUSE memo: INTERNAL USE ONLY CLASSIFIED - Not For PRESS RELEASE Sorry, DEE DEE January, 1, 1996 INTERNS allways WELLCOME, Your application for Intern will be quickly screened. We need interns with following qualifications. 18 years minimum, not over 26 - does not look any good above that age. Qualifications at least; 36, 30, 32 THE PRESIDENTIAL FUND RAISING We can not any more make official fund raising. We found it is inappropriate, and we can not put president in position that he will not have to ask for WEBSTER definitions before answering. All Presidential positions were prescreened with Monica. ALOHA room, We arranged for permanent hula wellcome performed by Hawaiian girls. So far we have 14 girls 7 to 12 years old. They are doing superb job. Dragon Dance, At the pleasure of Chineese, we arranded the fund raiser "Y2K". We will have Chineese Dragon dance. Please do not handle checks to Dragon. All must be cash. Roll the money tightly. Red envelops and rubber bands are on bouth sides of the entry door, and in toilet rooms to allow for your privacy. Unfortunastelly the largest envelops we found were only 12" x 24". Use multiple envelops if needed. You do not have to bind envelops toogether. We already ordered double pocket 48" x 24" red envelops, for the next event. We will keep our security camera on, so we know whom to invite next year. Dinning room, From now on we will use chopsticks only. Last week President accidently poked Chio Chu Guoa in the tie with escargo fork. When backing off his hand his hand cuffs silver presidential seal get stuck in her crotch. It was embarassing we could not take it out when she got orgasm. President was late for meeting with Janet Reno. Fortunatelly she kept him down, even she was shaking. Library policy, 1. Please do not run in library, floors are too slipery. 2. As of today we do prohibit wearing miniskirts. 3. Remove your bra before entering LIBRARY. Use of bra is and always was counter productive. Bra hanger is on the right to the entry door. Good woman do not need one. We provide enough support if asked. In addition you may request double handed or single handed. 4. To indicate your readiness slowly place cigar on the desk, be ready to switch lights off - for security reason and step up on step stool. 5. For security reasons, please switch the lights off before using step stools. The press is always around. 6. There is no such as bad, woman. She just may be off cycle. We welcome them all. Good woman keep her skirt ready to go up. Keep in mind that a good woman with skirt up, always run faster than a man with pants down. Effective immediatelly running is prohibited. Those who run will be permanently banned from priviledge to enter White House. Next week effective Monday 12 noon, all skirts will be prohibited, we need one more signature. Skirt hangers will be located at the left side of the entry doors. We keep log at security gate. Do not flash security guards, this is now prohibited after Monica was banned from entry. Last flash was made by Chineese and press is now all over. Keep in mind be discreete. Chineese Swing: Chineese Swing is by reservation only, goes to highest bidder. Minimum bid $ 225,000 for 1 hour, time extention @ $ 500,000 per 15 minutes extra can be arranged. As an exception Sultan Sexitargian placed bid until March 13, 2000 12.00pm, so we could not turn it down. You may reserve over INTERNET. We are already Booked until March 13, 2000. All proceeds to go to Democratic Party fund raising. "G" Strings, Please do not use dental floss as "G" string. It sticks to plumbing and plug the heads. Condoms: For young widows, please show respect - use black condoms only. This way you can pay respect any time she is down. Please do not use chewing gum in sauna insted, last week was too sticky, we needed to replace all oak flooring, taxpayers will not be happy to learn that all 144 square foot of oak floring cost only $ 2,500,000. Use white condoms for circumsized, and yellow for not. We must keep statistics for our procurement policies. Last week we have to throw away 2 white condoms. What a waste of taxpayers money. Use of Sauna policy. Always bring two large bath towels. Do not use white towels they stain to easly. Place one towell on the floor, temperature is lower a floor level, so performance be enhanced. Place few drops of Eucaliptus oil, before going down. After, stretch up on second towel placed at higher bench. Refreshments: "SOBE" drinks are on ice under bench in south west corner. Please do not pee in to empty bottless. Last week foreign chineese diplomat drink it by ommission. Well, he liked V-ce president was requested to arrange for contract for SOBE to China. We ordered from "SOBE" bottles and created new drink called PYST. It is labelled for export to China only. We lifted also embargo on "SOBE PYST", and created 1200 more jobs. We must keep embargo on "SOBE" so Chineese can not get the real thing. Unfortunatelly they can not now meet the demand, new employees can not pee fast enough in to the bottles. Last week two employees qet fired, their pissers get stock in the bottle neck, when FDA newly created job was fullfilled and 38 - 30 -32 walk in for inspection. Unfortunatelly we need to amputate, to save the bottles. We send to China their HOT DOGS in corn bread. Damn it, Chineese want more. Sorry, no more low pay jobs created in US. We have problems cant have them in proper size. Chineese want them at least 4 inch long. We are now hiring in IRAQ, as a part of UN contribution. Problem with IRAQees those are without fore skin, and Chineese may notice it, well now we deep bouth ends in corn bread and place them on Chop Stick for easy handling. All proceeds from sale of PYST will go directly to newly formed subsidiary of Democratic Party SOPYST, in lieu of fund raising. Use of jaccuzzi: Please do not pee to jacuzzi, we need more SOBE drinks, bottles are provide. Please place bottles on ice to preserve flavor. Chineese are very sensitive, it is a matter of national security. Ice Pool: We keep the water temperature at 46 degree. Should it not shrink to 1/2" please add more ice. Use of showers policy. Save water, never use shower alone. Please do not perform under shower. Do not puke in the showers. Last week we have to upgrade plumbing. The drain lines were upgraded to 8" after last plug, when NyetYahoo came under shower. Cost to tax payers $ 3,200,000. There were pumping out for 20 minutes. We can not allow HILLARY show her balls, this is embarassing! There was no her finger prints on the invoices, she was in deed on step stool. How she could leave fingerprints? Note to security: Should Monica show up, please always direct her to BUDDY'S entry door. She already has presidential knee pads. Secreet Serv, (Confidential)


robert from Oslo writes:

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Walked on red light


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dave from port orchard writes:

Dear WEB:

i just need to talk as i am having a really hard time with my dirovce and being an single dad and watching my ex with another man. I don't know what to do and my heart is broken and i hurt so bad. I haven't burned any bridges but i am close and i don't know if i shouldn't burn them anyway. she has done everything possible to burn bridges and my lord this hurts so bad. I was married once against the wishes of christian friends. i was lonely and wanted a family and kids and she said she went to churce when younger so that was my okay to get married but i also wanted to be honorable too after having sex with her and it didn't matter when she said she didn't want kids and when she said she couldn't promise she would be able to be monogamous. we married and did okay but after she finished school she was at loose ends and i got increainsly angry anf frustrated because she wouldn;'t get a job and she owuldn't take care of the house. i gave her 6 months and she did fina\ a h\job but it a\was down hill from there. she wanted to move to seattle where had most of her good memories growing up; i dind' watn to move but wanted a house and seattle was the place to do it. i quit my job, we moved to seattle bought a house with help from my dad and mom and i couldn't find work she did and she moved on with a co-worker. i did tell her i didn't want to be married anymove\\re and then we bouthg the house. i moved back to harbor dity and started over at the phone company and with life. i did well and prospered but then felt the move of the spriti i hope to move to seattle and she didn't want the houlse so i moved with no job. i cou not find work even with seven eleven and used all my nmone and i swa sh sur that i was making the fite move to come to seattle. in deperatation and before i was completely out of money i moved aboard the spirit with th wasd hell then i applied with goodwill and finally got work as a donation attendant which i would do until i sold the house for a i had made the ededcinasl to move back to la and michelle hired me in fact fired someone which swas not uncommon so that she could hire me. i moved up quickly and soon was driving truck asd double my origina salary and i had enough money to live on as my mortagage wwa ssslos. after working there for almost a year by which time i moved up to her level i asked hour out as afriend to do stuff and we met and talked and clicked though not sexually which for me was alomst gone anyway but i asked her out agtter she remarked she wanted to quit work and have a familyand stay home with them. I thought her she is the oune i have been looking for. she was ten years younger than me, 24. i insisted we marry that summer and she relented and we did in june. it was rocky,m hard, and very difficult. lots of jpersonal problems jobs, family problems disagreements. we went to church for awhile and seemed okay then moved tokitsap and didn't my dpression had a big influence on things and seems to be the downfall after trying to change medications for the sexual disfunction and ending up suicidal and she changed and siad that was it. then a year later she informed me it was over. she said i should have know as she had been telling me for along tomiem things werent werking for her and i tried to help her but ew ended up just living in the same house and she resented me for several things that happende and i did or didn't do and she never let them go and di gave up and just couldn't deal with her or help her ar get things better so she said its over a\just after meeting mark g\agin for the first time in many years as they be an item in high school. and now they are ac opule and i have lost her and i don't know it if should be galad or not and my spiritual mentor was completely against my marrying her and i thought i mu;st be crazy and she must be wright as things bad kept hammening. I guess i just can't be maried and i don't know wha to let go and owhat to let go of and shoudl i try to get her back or let her go or not ever be married adn what is god's work on theis and does it matter whe have kids and it rips my guts out she has a boyfriend she is fucking and she still wants me for emotional support and dddddddddddddddddddddddddi am just dying inside i need help guidance a word soem direction some asistance to know what to do and how to do it and i dcannot go on like this please mhelp me jesus and forgive my sins and transgressions and iniquity for doing my will and not yours and i know you dont' condemn me but hurt for me and yoh wanted something else for me and i wouldn't listen forgive my willfulness and stubbornness and my; rebellion and do i hope for another a\chance or learn to let go and i jsut want my wife back but i please forgive me and open the eway and speak to me somehow i beg of you i have lost my way and i cannot find my way home. please jesus


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BIGBOY2DOU from NEAR VILLANOVA writes:

Dear WEB:

I just fucked my brothers fiance', its the 3rd. time, It started the 4th if july, we were all wasted & when everyone fell asleep, she asked if I was HUNG HUGE like my brother, I asked her 2 b the judge & pulled my big fat cock out in front of all our asleep friends, she said I was bigger than my brother :) She sucked me off while my brother snored 2 feet away from us!!! It was really hott, the hottest part is when she described my brothers cock, we used 2 compare sizes, SO I KNOW ITS HUGE, anyway...the hottest part is when I cum when i'm with her I imagine I'm doing my brother........CUASE NOBODY KNOWS , BUT I LOVE BIG COCK!!!!! Especially BIG BLACK DUDES! I wanna suck on BIG HUGE COCKS...& the BLACK ones lokk so tasty!!! 4 Now i guess I keep suckin on my own. I can get the head and some more in my own mouth!!!


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Steev from midwest usa writes:

Dear WEB:

I am guilty because i am too paranoid to stand up for the legalization of cannabis in this state. by advocating it's legalization i am setting myself up to be busted by the facists who run this state and i'm afraid that I don't have the balls to do that. I am so sorry. Excuse me while i fire up!!


300 from mn writes:

Dear WEB:

i went to a party and another guy kissed me, and i have a boyfriend.


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jt from ottawa writes:

Dear WEB:

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Happily Tragic Mr. Grey from The yonder end of Nowheresville writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm only a half-rate poet but i pretend i'm not!! Help me!!


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Lovelorn from Point of No Return writes:

Dear WEB:

i fell in love with a friend who was supposedly gay. he in turn says that he loves me back. but he's "confused". i need him and want him so bad. i feel so guilty that i have caused him so much turmoil and stress. i dont know if he loves me the way i love him, though he says he does. i just want it so bad. so my sin is being selfish even when it causes pain.


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gasguts from Prewar Berlin writes:

Dear WEB:

Während in den Tiefen eines Äthers binge, fucked ich meine Mutter. Sie ist jetzt schwanger. Ich bin so traurig!


falvai from www.freemail.c3.hu writes:

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Rebecka of the well from the bible writes:

Dear WEB:

I am very sad to see all of these confessions because only God can forgive our sins. People who are "soul searching" on the internet will find in the end that only God's love can fill that emptiness within them... Be good to each other. Peace.


Rebecka of the well from the bible writes:

Dear WEB:

I am very sad to see all of these confessions because only God can forgive our sins. People who are "soul searching" on the internet will find in the end that only God's love can fill that emptiness within them... Be good to each other. Peace.


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across the Universe from Michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess, even though I was raised a catholic, I do not beleive in GOD. If there is a supreme being I think it must be the universe itself. It seems to be alive much as the planet earth seems to be as well(gaia). If the universe is alive and is responsible for our exisitence (I mean directly involved in the process) perhaps it is to keep it alive by preventing it from using up all of its fuel (hydrogen, helium, other light elements). If this is true I see know reason why we should be immortal. In fact I believe religion is based on fear of death. when we die I believe our consciousness ceases to exist as we ourselves do. face facts man when you die its all over


the perfect wife from on the fence writes:

Dear WEB:

I made out with a guy from work that's 12 years younger than me. And liked it. Alot.


sad asswipe from England writes:

Dear WEB:

i keep wanking at pics of young girls and boys im now going to stop this sick sad way of life NOW and become free of this inner demon and rid it for life i say to GO GO GO NOW AND DONT COME BACK FADE AND DIE please forgive me for this sick act, i will now accept my punishment. thank you sad asswipe


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haaakona from midgaard writes:

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I had premarital sex


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Krazy_chic from my bedroom writes:

Dear WEB:

Im totally krayz about this guy. Problem iz hes my brother in-laws cuzine!!! when we first met(through my friend, who iz his cuzine from his other side)we hated each other. But he doesn't seem to hate me anymore(he even waved to me at playland).I'm just krayz about him now and I dont know what to do!!! By the way I'm 14 in grade 9 and he's 16 in grade 11!!!


Krazy_chic from my bedroom writes:

Dear WEB:

Im totally krayz about this guy. Problem iz hes my brother in-laws cuzine!!! when we first met(through my friend, who iz his cuzine from his other side)we hated each other. But he doesn't seem to hate me anymore(he even waved to me at playland).I'm just krayz about him now and I dont know what to do!!! By the way I'm 14 in grade 9 and he's 16 in grade 11!!!


Krazy_chic from my bedroom writes:

Dear WEB:

Im totally krayz about this guy. Problem iz hes my brother in-laws cuzine!!! when we first met(through my friend, who iz his cuzine from his other side)we hated each other. But he doesn't seem to hate me anymore(he even waved to me at playland).I'm just krayz about him now and I dont know what to do!!! By the way I'm 14 in grade 9 and he's 16 in grade 11!!!


Lawman from Michigan writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web: I have been married only 1 year, but already I have had 7 affairs!! I don't know why, I love my wife and shes really beautiful, I just like to cuddle and make love to other women. I am currently involved with 2 women. They are best friends and I really like them both. I am gonna stop after these ones!!!


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HairY Dangler from hello writes:

Dear WEB:

I SIT NAKED WHEN ON THE WEB I CALL IT {NAKED TIME}


Paedoman from Cheddleton nr Stoke writes:

Dear WEB:

i fancy my little sisters barbie doll. does any one else have this problem? if you do give me a ring on 01538 399333. and say, i am a sick pervert.


Kesmaster from Olympius Mons writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been trying to buy up the web recently, but I keep finding that BG got there before me. this homepage rules


S N from Milngavie writes:

Dear WEB:

I have masturbated a squirrel to orgasm


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matt from coming out writes:

Dear WEB:

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^cosmic^ from Intergalactic Planetarium writes:

Dear WEB:

I cyber sex all the time and really enjoy it.The only thing is I manipulate the poor people to telling me their phone numbers then I foreva prank them until they change numbers. I wish I could stop but I LOVE IT!!!!!! P.S: Can I call you?


^cosmic^ from Intergalactic Planetarium writes:

Dear WEB:

I cyber sex all the time and really enjoy it.The only thing is I manipulate the poor people to telling me their phone numbers then I foreva prank them until they change numbers. I wish I could stop but I LOVE IT!!!!!! P.S: Can I call you?


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Mickey from Midwest writes:

Dear WEB:

I just killed a man with my bare hands. He wouldn't give me his new sneakers. I wnated them. They were red. Wow, this feels a lot better getting this off of my chest. It seems as if it is alright to kill people if i simply confess it to you guys. Thanks


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Break Down from Glendora writes:

Dear WEB:

I never in my life really knew what hate felt like. Not dislike but hate. Now I will confess, I hate her, I hate her, & I hate her So much Im Going to swear now! (Fuck) There forgive me ! Thanks... Who cares,. Surley not her,she does'nt deserve to live . Now look at me Im like the rest of you on this comp. way to much .. Scubadik@aol.com Write me please..


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Leggs from Gator Country writes:

Dear WEB:

Snakes slither, babys crawl, man walks, and old men fall. It's our future.


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boy from boston writes:

Dear WEB:

I went on porn and I am 12...What should I do


boy from boston writes:

Dear WEB:

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meño from guatemala writes:

Dear WEB:

I,VE SAW PORNO ON TV AND INETENET I´VE FUCKED I´VE LIED


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SpanKING from LONDON writes:

Dear WEB:

DEAR WEB i have been looking at this site for a full hour and am shocked by the revelations here ! I have been spending my fathers credit card and think that just maybe if he saw this on the web he would forgive me ! i bought a copy of ULTIMA online and wasted a full £30 ! no no no !


god from that place in the sky writes:

Dear WEB:

DAMN U ALL FOR SPENDING SO MUCH FUKKIN DOG FOOD ON THIS WEBSITE ALL THO IT DESERVES A BIG HUG ..... I CONFESS THAT I SENT MY SON TO A DEATH WORSE THEN MICROSOFT ,,,,,,,THANKS I FEEL BETTER


Billy Bob. from New Zealand writes:

Dear WEB:

Well I sort of did some things to the farm yard animals and I feel really bad.


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Masha from Foligno writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess that I feel a strong pull to return to a relationship I know will never work. I am uncertain if even a friendship will be possible now. I cannot give her what she needs and I'm not sure if anyone can.


Natalie (real name Grant Walker) from uk writes:

Dear WEB:

I have to confess to being a closet cross dresser. I like to be called Natalie. I am 19 years old & have secretly been cross dressing for 2 years wearing my sisters lingerie, high heels & skirts. I love to feel feminine & girly. I am wearing at the moment white lace top stockings white suspenders, pink satin panties, a white lacey bra, black 3" high heels & a short blue lacey dress. I have to be carefull because I feel so horny when dressed as a convincing naughty teenage girl. I have a black bob style wig & am wearing pink lipstick. I have shaved my legs & really enjoy the luxuary of my nylon encased legs. I feel compelled to go outside dressed in my feminin atire & long for the cool breeze to lift my dress. My fantasy is to be caught dressing up by a strict mistress who then forces me to be her sissy slut. She then forces me to use my new looks to satisfy men of her choosing.I am then forced to suck cock as I enjoy the thought of my pretty lips satisfying a throbbing cock as I lick any traces of pre-come as I wait for the hot squirts of cum to engulf my greedy mouth as I lovingly gulp it all down quivering with ecstasy. Love & kisses for now.


Cindy from Ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

I have some filthy habits to confess to. I am a woman and therefore regarded as pure and innocent. BULLSHIT!! I know there are other women out there that think and do these same things. For example I secretely enjoy the smell of other people's farts. I act like it's repulsive all the while enjoying the sweet nectar of the fowl bung. I also like to smell my own farts....sometimes under the covers.


Spazz from Speranus, Ureanise writes:

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LDG from WWW writes:

Dear WEB:

please forgive me for i am obsessed.


Helper from WWW writes:

Dear WEB:

Just attempting to get rid of the annoyance
Let us see now


ZAPOTILTIC from ZAPOTILTIC writes:

Dear WEB:

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Biggie from writes:

Dear WEB:

I lick big fat jucie harry balls


Juicy from New "Moby Dick" Bedford, MA writes:

Dear WEB:

I confess. I confess that I feel no remorse. I feel no remorse as I confess. I have eaten 1,000,000 pussies in the Greater New Bedford Area. I confess that they have all tasted like the ocean with a 60 square mile of bloodclot. I confess.


punky from my house writes:

Dear WEB:

I spit in the teakettle.


Tammy Faye Bakker from my whirlpool bath, the pink one writes:

Dear WEB:

I really don't apply mascara with the supplied wand. I use Jim's dick.


Charlie from Can't say writes:

Dear WEB:

So I take showers with her... What you gonna do? Kill me?


Charlie from Can't say writes:

Dear WEB:

So I take showers with her... What you gonna do? Kill me?


white_C from Sarpsborg writes:

Dear WEB:

Jeg har gjort det med en av samme sex.... hva skal jeg gjøre nå? Skal jeg si det til andre eller? Fra en som er bekymra!!


dfghd from dsgdfg writes:

Dear WEB:

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Timeplan from Lusetjernvn writes:

Dear WEB:

i have been fuckin with an girl..whos 7 years older then me :))))


Tone-A-Matic from Planet Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

If done the right way,you can be in your own Cartoon 24 hours a day on the planet Zorp.All you need is A Big screen TV, a couple of chicks from the planet Zorp.(we call em Zorpchicks)A VCR,and my collection of all of the original Dragnet episodes.The Zorp chicks get off on officers Friday and Gannon,Then you need a big bottle of Quervo Gold Tequilla,a bunch of Mushrooms,some good smoke ,a little imagination.....Bingo ....Your in your own cartoon ...Psychedeliszzling and having good ole clean Zorp type fun in your very own cartoo ...Try it ...It's good for you....Hey Im only serious!!!!!!!!


Jethro from my farm writes:

Dear WEB:

Hey! Did you ever wonder why they call them "cell phones"? Cells don't call each other up... What are cells gonna say to each other? "I want some more chromosomes"? "Send me some DNA"? I don't think so...


Lion from East Coast writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm married, but having incredibly vivid romantic daydreams about my best friend's girfriend.


Zorp Chic from I just luv guitar players from Texas,that like ta git stoned and like git into Dragnet episodes on Mushrooms and Tequilla .Life on Planet Zorp ia A Gas!!!!!!!!!!!!! writes:

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googy from loveland writes:

Dear WEB:

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Zorp chic ,,Major Texas Guitar Player Groupie from From The Planet Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

On Our Luvely little planet We Get Into 30 year old episodes of the 1960's ElCopo show called Dragnet........Officers Friday and Gannon are way fuckin cool.But not as cool as one certain Guitar Player from Texas that owns an entire collection of these episodes on what earthlings know as video tape.When watching these episodes on most any type Psychedelic Drug can most certainly enlighten ones views of EarhtCops.We Really Dig Dragnet on Zorp.It Would be cool if they'd come up with some new shit,But it would probably be a trip to try and dig up Officer Friday to film some new ones.He stopped filming in 1970 .Yep took the big shit.Bit the Big Bananna.But 30 year old Dragnets are better than none at all.Tripping is just wonderful in Dragnet Land.........One Wild ass guitar player better get his butt off the road and back to the planet Zorp,Or me and his other Zorp Chic Girl Friend need.....................................................................


Zorp chic ,,Major Texas Guitar Player Groupie from From The Planet Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

On Our Luvely little planet We Get Into 30 year old episodes of the 1960's ElCopo show called Dragnet........Officers Friday and Gannon are way fuckin cool.But not as cool as one certain Guitar Player from Texas that owns an entire collection of these episodes on what earthlings know as video tape.When watching these episodes on most any type Psychedelic Drug can most certainly enlighten ones views of EarhtCops.We Really Dig Dragnet on Zorp.It Would be cool if they'd come up with some new shit,But it would probably be a trip to try and dig up Officer Friday to film some new ones.He stopped filming in 1970 .Yep took the big shit.Bit the Big Bananna.But 30 year old Dragnets are better than none at all.Tripping is just wonderful in Dragnet Land.........One Wild ass guitar player better get his butt off the road and back to the planet Zorp,Or me and his other Zorp Chic Girl Friend need.....................................................................


Zorp chic ,,Major Texas Guitar Player Groupie from From The Planet Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

On Our Luvely little planet We Get Into 30 year old episodes of the 1960's ElCopo show called Dragnet........Officers Friday and Gannon are way fuckin cool.But not as cool as one certain Guitar Player from Texas that owns an entire collection of these episodes on what earthlings know as video tape.When watching these episodes on most any type Psychedelic Drug can most certainly enlighten ones views of EarhtCops.We Really Dig Dragnet on Zorp.It Would be cool if they'd come up with some new shit,But it would probably be a trip to try and dig up Officer Friday to film some new ones.He stopped filming in 1970 .Yep took the big shit.Bit the Big Bananna.But 30 year old Dragnets are better than none at all.Tripping is just wonderful in Dragnet Land.........One Wild ass guitar player better get his butt off the road and back to the planet Zorp,Or me and his other Zorp Chic Girl Friend need.....................................................................


Zorp Chic Again from Planet Zorp........ writes:

Dear WEB:

Bones Tones,Heres the Message when you read this.......From the Planet Zorp in Zorp Hippie Chic Code........Hope the road is going ok ...Call home when you can.....Come home when you can......Rainbow Bread Sacks Full Of Shroom Toons,Baby Lifes gettin good....Watch Record company Dudes,dont sign yet......From Zorp over ,Under and out .....Zorp Baby,,,,hope you can get past any ad spelling ,we're toasted.......


ZOrp Chic no.2 from From Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

Here is the message.....Booby Sledge says yes....Austin ,Dallas New Orleans,San Fransisco ,LA ....Do Not Sign Anything Yet .......CBS ,VIRGIN,EPICS STILL THE BEST >>>>>>>DO NOT GET INTO ANYTHING YET ....YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN >>>>>>>>>>Rock Roll Baby We miss Ya ,See Ya Soon.....Debbie


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collis from erby writes:

Dear WEB:

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Zorp Chic No.1 from Planet Zorp writes:

Dear WEB:

Thanks ,Thats the one.This is the craziest way to relay a message you've ever come up with.See ya in 10 days


TONE-A-MATIC from Austin tx writes:

Dear WEB:

Debbie,and,Sue Thanks for taking care of that.Thanks for being the Babes you both are.Luv havin both of you..........Keep the sheets warm....T


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dave from southampton uk writes:

Dear WEB:

I sit here at the keyboard and pull off porn from the webb till the small hours and regret it the next day. Im bord with it all.... Its like lying in bed with my ex back to back having been refused sex, not that that didnt make me feel worse after, and wanking whilst hoping she didnt hear or feel the bed move. God Im well out of that one!!


ARTIST from MICHIGAN writes:

Dear WEB:

DEAR WEB I AM AN ALCOHLIC AND A COMPUTER JUNKIE, IT HAS BEEN 3 YEARS SINCE I LAST HAD SEX W/ A MAN, BUT SEVERAL WOMEN HAVE ATE MY PUSS.....I LIKE IT ALOT.....'CEPT I FEEL LIKE I'M MISSING SOMETHING.....THAT'S IT .....A REAL HARD COCK AND LOTS OF PENETRATION.....AM I A LESBIAN......NO.....WHY DO I FUCK WOMAN......BECAUSE I AM GARUANTEED AN ORGASM EVERYIME. MEN ARE SELFISH FUCKING PIGS......THEIR ONLY CONCERN IS IF THAT SMALL OR FAST EJACULATING COCK OF THEIRS BURST BEFORE I EVEN GET A CHANCE.....I MASTURBATE ALOT AND FANTASIZE THAT SOMEDAY I'LL MEET A MAN THAT LIKES TO EAT PUSSY AS MUCH AS I LIKE TO HAVE MINE EATEN.....AM I WRONG....I DON'T THINK SO...I FEEL BETTER....NOW I'LL GO PAINT NAKED AND MASTURBATE......CARE TO JOIN ME? IF I WENT TO CONFESSION, HOW MANY HAIL MARY'S WOULD I HAVE TO SAY TO BE ABSOLVED OF THIS CONFESSION....ANY PRIEST OUT THERE????????EMAIL ME.............GIRLPAINTER124@NETSCAPE.NET


The gas from my ass writes:

Dear WEB:

OK, I know a lot of people write real bullshit stuff here, but I have a real, honest, true confession. So Saturday my friend Kerri comes to visit me for my birthday. I introduced her to my friends Ted and Kirsten. After hitting Starbucks and Wendy's, we wound up outside the high school parking lot in the back of my station wagon (we folded down the seats). Kerri and Ted started kissing, and we all started sucking on nipples and stuff like that. I kissed Kirsten (yes, I'm bisexual, but she'd never kissed a girl before), but then I let them carry on (I'm very very much in love with my boyfriend and didn't want to join in the rest). I wound up watching Ted and Kerri make out while Ted rubbed Kirsten's clitoris and Kirsten sucked on Kerri's nipple. We had to leave off Kirsten, but later we picked up my boyfriend, Brian, and went to my house. Ted and Kerri made out like rabid animals. Brian and I made out and had oral sex, too. But the worst thing was when I drove Ted home. He and Kerri were in the backseat, and while I was driving all around town, Kerri was giving him a blow job. DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOOK IN YOUR REAR VIEW MIRROR AND SEE TWO PEOPLE HAVING ORAL SEX?!?!?! I think not! And they'd only known each other for... Well, less than twelve hours, and neither had done more than kiss a member of the opposite before that night. I'm not joking at all. Please believe me!


bug from colorado writes:

Dear WEB:

I am an adult woman with money problems. I stole from employer and they caught me and fired me. I feel like shit.


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TONE-A-MATIC from PLANET ZORP writes:

Dear WEB:

Yes it is the following Friday.Thanks for hanging in !!!


John-Boys arsehole from London writes:

Dear WEB:

I havce to gamble every day and spend all the money on prostitutes and drink


Mike from NJ writes:

Dear WEB:

I farted in church and blamed a woman in front of me and got away with it! I am really sorry.


Jill from North Jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

I think of Mel Gibson when I have sex with my husband.


Jill from North Jersey writes:

Dear WEB:

I think of Mel Gibson when I have sex with my husband.


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puddin from rome writes:

Dear WEB:

I lied to congress


han-d-wype from hellll writes:

Dear WEB:

i lust after mr. r.b. of az. he is a hot mother fucker, i want to jump him soooo bad


Candy's friend from Ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

Candy.... I do too....Let's meet.


lost in cyber lust from writes:

Dear WEB:

I have had an on going "thing" w/ a man that i meet on the internet, we exchanged addresses, and eventually phone numbers. we meet back 6-7-8 months ago, and about 2 months ago, i was distrout, and unhappy so i intiated a more sexual enivroment. and 2 days later he asked if i would call him. so i ran. i ignored his replies and i was scared off. i came back on thanksgiving and once more started a "thing" this time it was more intense and i thought i was at ease and could handle it. he confessed to me that he loved me, and since i never knew love it scared the crap out of me when i would think about him and my heart would melt. today he asked if he could call me, and i said yes, i waited patiently trying to occupie my mind, and then the phone rang. we had a veryy akward 6 seconds. and then we parted and said good bye, he said that we hit a "stump" and that he wouldn't give up on me, i got scared because he was absolutley nothing like i expected him to be, plus i have an obnoxiuos habit of sabotogeing any sort of intimacy. so, i picked a debate, and shot my mouth off, he got offended {i guess} and then he went off to work, i spent the rest of the day getting my apitite back and catching up on my sleep which i didn't have much of w/ the last couple of days, then this evening i got an e-mail from him w/ him telling me that he only loves me as a friend he doesn't think it will work out, and that he was surprisingly ok, w/ the thought of us not going any where. "not crushed" is what he wrote me. i took a bit of offense to this, because i don't think of him as a friend, but as a slightly sexually appealing man. but, i've wanted to end this "thing" between us for some time now, and i just didn't because i was too curious, and polite. i don't want to be friends w/ him i want to walk away from this w/ the abilty to look back on it and think that he was my first....something, and that that is it. i don't want to hurt him, i just can't keep on up w/ this kind of torture. i haven't eaten anything for 2 days i try but i just get this "vomit" feeling in my stomach, and my sleeping has been shot. i'm 18 and i have the rest of my life to live, i'm still discovering things about myself, and i am completely confused about what i want in life. he is 27 and he has his life to live, we obivously do not think very much of each other. and i can't figure out why it hurts soo much to say good bye to him, and at the same time completely invigurating, like i have a new lease on my life. i never once thought that what we had would ever come to this or go to the point of where he wanted to take it. i still don't. he is to me a blury vision of a human being w/ a place on the internet. i associate the thought of him w/ his e-ddress, and a name. now a voice, but that is it. i never wanted to spend my life w/ him ,and i never wanted to have him confess anything to me. and to tell u the truth if i had it all over to do again i would delete the first ever message, that i got from him. unfortunately i told him everything, and i am waiting for a reply right now. i think he is pissed, and i fear that i will have yet another sleepless night, and foodless day i wish this nightmare to be over w/ yet i feel i owe him an explanation, i just want him to except this as it is, and there fore we can get on to the road of recovery. i swear if i survive through this, i will never fall for it again.


Dude from earth writes:

Dear WEB:

I was graduated early this year, and have been a technician for ten months. In weekends, during free time, I prepared a test which was not considered to be hard, spending every weekends in a library. But today, I've got the news of Failure. I am not a person of ability. I have been continuously in touch with many girls for a very short time. Though with Gentle and warm attitude towards them, I could hardly be in good relationship with them. I wanted to be loved. I'm not a person to love. I have been a big baby of mother's. Still, she discourages me in what I want to do. I hate her, but she does not let me go. With all difficulties, God, I promise to you. I will do according to Justice and Faith. So please give me a courage.


dorothy from earthII writes:

Dear WEB:

I have been using my friends. Only I made use of them for my own benefits. My friends may think I betray them for my own good, but I never intended to do. I afraid to get a faith. My faith make others feel betrayal. Definately, life is wonderful, beautiful, but it's a hard voyage.


wilsworker from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

I am too hard of a worker


rtjkfdlgj from ghrewg writes:

Dear WEB:

hrehe


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xena from carthage, ny writes:

Dear WEB:

I went and got drunk with a friend and I was seeing a guy I wasn't suppose to and did something my mom told me not to do


MONEY from writes:

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kindy from usa writes:

Dear WEB:

i have unwillingly fallen for another womans man.. and he has me.. but it never ment to happen.but it is happening.. and we are dedicated to each other now.


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

Well, I convinced a co-worker that she should let me go down on her at our place of employment. She let me and now all I can think about is going down on her again. Every time I see her now I get mental images of myself licking her. It's getting out of hand.


Pandora from Sin city writes:

Dear WEB:

i cofess to just last night cheating on my boyfriend by kissing keith several times and the night before that being all over some other guy and i also was eaten out by my friend josh who i also cheated on my ex-husband with i just cant seem to get enough of that one i love the way his tounge feels between my legs well i also kissed john the bouncer from the club and a couple nights ago zeppy and me hooked up for some grop central but i must say last night i hung out with a guy named Mat true gentlemen he didnt try a thing with me and just tryed to be my friend


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm still can't get it out of my head (see two posts earlier) All I think about is going down on Megan again. I think I may need professional help with this one. I'm thinking about going down on her as I type this.


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

Megan, if you happen to be reading this - I really want to do it again (you know, read the last couple of confessions).


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

It's driving me CRAZY!!!!!!! I need more!!!!! Soon!!!! Help!


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

It's driving me CRAZY!!!!!!! I need more!!!!! Soon!!!! Help!


the man from my house writes:

Dear WEB:

MATT KELLETT IS A FUCKING GAY HOMO WHO DONT HAVE A LIFE!


Megan'sBruin from Winnipeg writes:

Dear WEB:

Okay, Megan let me go down on her at work again yesterday. In fact she let me go down on her for a considerable length of time which was really cool. It was fun in the most serious of ways. I've got to confess though that I'm still yearning for more. I wonder if it would be unreasonable to try to convince her to let me go down on her every day, or even every two days, hmmmmmm... OH! The other thing that I guess I should confess to the web is the little performance which followed our oral encounter. After I went down on her, Megan and I are snuggled up on the couch together (her on top of me) and she begins grinding against me - progressively harder and in the most erotic of fashions - to the point I nearly came in my pants. A most enjoyable experience. There, my conscience is clear again.


tranni wana be from leeds writes:

Dear WEB:

I am an 18 year old boy but i dream and fantasises about being fucked up the arse by an older women wearing a 16 inch dildo and a pair of p.v.c trousers.AM I DIFFERENT?????????? I would also like to wear a rubber mini dress while she does this to me


Cyka from somewhere in the east writes:

Dear WEB:

I'll confess for him...Andy sings Madness tunes in his sleep! Cyka


Oliver from Some Town out West writes:

Dear WEB:

I assume that this page is for a thesis that will, when finished, make you the Big Bucks. So go ahead, profit at my expense. As Saint Frank put it, "When your kids find out how lame you really are they'll kill you in your sleep."


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co-captain from university writes:

Dear WEB:

i abused my power of authority, by keying into girls rooms and looking through their private property.


Cant Seem to get a from Life writes:

Dear WEB:

I am addicted to porn...all my waking moments I am waiting until I can get back on the net and look for more. It's sad really..I need help. Funny thing is I am married to a really nice woman and have a relatively normal life. Oh well, the beauty of the female form calls....


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La Confessa from I'm fat writes:

Dear WEB:

Hello there, just an observation I've made in reference to your site... It sucks, it's full of shit and it's boring too. Totally unoriginal, totally wrong, and all-together fucked up severely.
You have a boring website!!!! DORK
Get a life please. Thanks. LoTek.


Travis from Washington writes:

Dear WEB:

I tried to euthanize my ailing cat and I've never stopped feeling guilty about it. He had a heart condition and I couldn't afford the feline cardiologist. He'd been sick all his life. No one would tell me the right dose of drugs and my vet wouldn't put him down for me. My husband wouldn't make the decision and I gave him a huge dose of insulin. Later that night when he looked close to death I was scared he'd be in pain, so I took him to the emergency vet hospital where he had a seizure and they put him down. I still feel terrible about it and I think that's why I almost died this summer and why all these bad things keep happening to me (karmically).


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Magilla from Dixie writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Web, You may have heard about the uproar over the conferate flag flying over the state capital of one of our southern states. Certain organizations have chozen to boycott the state and not visit, sadly there are those that refuse to honer the boycott and are continuing to bring thier yankee asse's south.If they don't stand together and stay north of the Mason Dixon, the next flag they see flyiny could be the confederate battle flag.


ThE 4cE from THE DARKSIDE writes:

Dear WEB:

I NEED TO ESCAPE FROM THIS PLACE AND FIND MY OTHER TRUE LOVE IN THE OTHERSIDE


gogobin from hawaii writes:

Dear WEB:

I was making a research on guilt and confession, Finally hit this page, My poor eyes are about to close, This is my maybe last words of confessions....


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Walrusboy from Hell writes:

Dear WEB:

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it - I had no choice - what was I supposed to do, let them die? I couldn't I couldn't - they're too important - that's what they said, the voices...They come from inside, they can't lie, can they? people always say listen to your inner voice - that's all I did - they didn't feel any pain, it was for the best... www.geocities.com/EnchantedForest/Glade/9994/Habu/index.htm


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CSM from Florence Italy writes:

Dear WEB:

I hate my life. I hate my gitlfriend. I hate my work. My life is a mess. I don't know where my place is. This fron 1994. I'm an ex-musician and an ex-writer who have no more nothing to say. Every time I'm doing sex (no happiness, of course: only a duty) I feel sick. Better a web-surfing than an intercourse. I don't expect answers, I write this only to unburden my spirit. I only want to know if there is an escape from all this (sex therapy or similar) so I can enjoy my life at all or if it is a sort of cul-de-sac. The truth is inside us: unfortunately, I haven't find this truth anywhere. Plus, I'm a barbiturals addicted (only way to continue my life) and have regular sessions to my psychiattrist (a female, who says that I'm completely normal). The Web will forgive me? I don't know, I don't care at all. The only thing I want is to go back when I was 17: no responsability, no work, no full-time relationship and so on. Thankyou.


Ass Hunter from florida writes:

Dear WEB:

I can't get enough free smut, gosh there is too much to see, too little time to see it.Nothing like good clean smut.


Autumn from writes:

Dear WEB:

wow after reading this, i realize that there are of sick people in this world!!! I mean, farm animals? ugh! -autumn


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Sara from Missouri writes:

Dear WEB:

Dear Lord, Forgive me for I have sinned. I have not honored all of the ten comandments. I find myself Sunday mornings not going to church. Lord, I believe in you strongly and I hope when I am older to be able to go to church. Please forgive me. Amen


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haz from norfolk writes:

Dear WEB:

i don't know if i love my partner and instead I prefer an ex workcolleague and friend of his and for this i am sorry


Randy from Columbus writes:

Dear WEB:

I cheated on my boyfriend. Several times. I'm truly sorry and have learned to not do that. Now to fix this conscience thing...


Memnoch from Chicago, Il writes:

Dear WEB:

I do not confess to the internet. It makes no since to. But I do confess in all my most humbled way, writing, to God. I have faltered in the torridity of my own lusful thoughts. I have had thoughts of things awful. I have not loved myself. The greatest sin that, not loving yourself. I have to remeber that God does love me and therefore I must love myself. Indeed, I have confessed. My heart is not empty but feels a bit relieved. And God- Jesus' name i pray for strength and love. Memnoch the questioner


DC from US writes:

Dear WEB:

I masturbate twice a day.


cookie from duewhat? writes:

Dear WEB:

I have a confession, I"m addicted to this damn internet, and the person next to me is????? toooo.....


from writes:

Dear WEB:

I had sex with a geek, to pay for my trip to the Eastern US, now this geek won't fucken leave me alone........


next to her from fucked up ohio writes:

Dear WEB:

i am addicted to trying to get laid over the internet. i cant help it i wander how many cheap easy sluts are out there and try to nail them all.


PIMPN THE HOES from www.geocities.com/elcunc/www.html writes:

Dear WEB:

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Cpt Igloo from Tournai writes:

Dear WEB:

Cela fait 10 ans que je ne me suis pas confessé, je voudrais demander l'absolution pour mes pêchés, mais là, maintenatnd que je vous parle seigneur, je suis encore en train de pècher, donne moi la force non pas d'arréter d'alle r sur des sites pornographiques, mais d'arréter de poursuivre ma vie dans le mensonge, permet moi de dire toujours la vérité, toute la vérité, car le mensonge est ce que je hais le plus chez moi, je me fait horreur, permet moi, de vivre dans la vérité,... Joint s'il te plait à mon action de grâce, ma mère Dominique, mon père Christian, mes demi frères et soeur, mes amis, en particulier, Jean et Amaury, je prie aussi pour Samuel, l'ami de Jean, pour qu'il ai une vie meilleur que les condition dans lesquels il vit actuellement ne pourrait le conditionner. Si j'ai oublié de joindre quelqu'un dans ma prière, remedie y toi même, car tu connais le fon de mon coeur, je prie aussi pour ma famille, en particulier, ma cousine et tante Stipanov qui passe des moments difficiles avec un père proche de la dépression, donne leur la force de surmonter la crise, Merci d'avance.


CestMoi from Manchvegas writes:

Dear WEB:

I secretly think I am a "Goth" but I have a corporate job.


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cobalt from pittsburgh writes:

Dear WEB:

i did bad things


denver the last dinosaur from England writes:

Dear WEB:

I've been looking at gay porn


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JB from HELL writes:

Dear WEB:

I DO A LOT OF STUFF WICH ARE VERY RONG AND NASTY


tim2 from writes:

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tim2 from africa writes:

Dear WEB:

i lied


Shazray from from the moon writes:

Dear WEB:

i went over the moon and saw myself i went to the loo and what did i see?? anyway what kind of sin is this??


Grape from mustangworks.com writes:

Dear WEB:

I spend way too much time with My Mustang. I make excuse to my wife and kids to go out to the garage to spend time with it. I wash it every two days. Please help me. I take my breaks at work and go check it out.


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kudla from czech writes:

Dear WEB:

èumím po ženskejch


G. from from Geeksville writes:

Dear WEB:

Sometimes I get horny at work when I think about the janitor.


groovy uv from here writes:

Dear WEB:

I am a miserable wretch. Robyn hates me for no good reason, I'm stupid, everyonewho doesn't dislike will eventually dislike me, and I am good for absolutely nothing. I suck. shit. love, yuval


space alien from from the Universe writes:

Dear WEB:

I have just scanned the entire earth and have found this to be the most intelligent source of information yet. i do not believe anyone masturbated 10 times unless they were from my planet


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Anal Growler from large intestine writes:

Dear WEB:

I scarificed barbie dolls for a packet of peanuts and I also used the spit of a camel to wash the hair of the bride at a wedding.