Mine is plain/lightly salted Doritos/tortilla chips dipped/scraped in unsalted butter.
I’m now wondering whether this is a little too specific of a question and I just really needed somewhere to get this off my chest…
I dunno, I don’t really do guilt beyond truly bad acts done by choice.
That being said, I am a chocolate milk fiend.
I have to strictly limit myself or I’d drink nothing else, and not eat anything useful nutritionally.
Chocolate in general is my one true vice. I don’t drink, I don’t use recreational drugs, I’m monogamous (and happily so), I quit tobacco, and even caffeine beyond trace amounts in decaf. But you try an take chocolate out of my life, and I will fuck you up.
I’ll even accept Hershey’s if there’s nothing else available.
But chocolate milk? Fuck me running. Cold, sweet, chocolatey goodness. I will walk right the fuck over infants and kittens if there’s a cup on the other side. Puppies? I dunno, I think I’d try to step between them, but I’m not making promises.
Home made is incredible. But my particular weaknesses are the pet trumoo, and the promised land midnight. They use thickeners that up the silky texture. The promised land stuff is meant to be more like melted ice cream, and it succeeds.
Which, don’t even ask me how quick I can kill a pint of hagendaz chocolate. Don’t blink is all I’ll say there.
I have no guilt involved there, but holy fuck is it an indulgence.
There’s a local brand in Vermont named monument farms - they make an insanely good whole chocolate milk. If you ever get a chance to have it go for it. I’m lactose intolerant but when I lived in Vermont I accepted all consequences to occasionally enjoy a nice tall glass of that.
Oh, man. I’m in my 30s, and now that my son is 6.5yo and has found his passion for chocolate milk, I rediscovered mine. We purposefully limit how much we buy every time we do the groceries, or we’d both be drinking the thing day and night. I’m slightly lactose intolerant, on top of it…
I pick my nose.
I bet you do too, don’t judge.
Or do: It doesn’t really matter what you think of me because I’m not a telepath.
There are two types of people in the world: People who pick their nose, and liars.
Seriously though, slowly pulling out one of those boogers that tickles your brain is a unique joy.
I once had a bloody nose while walking, I was about a half hour away from home. Since I don’t carry tissues, I did what made the most sense and just held my thumb over my nostril. Once I got home I grabbed a tissue and took my thumb away while leaning over the bathroom sink. Nothing came out, but my nose was plugged. I twisted the tissue and inserted it, removing it pulled out a 3 inch long bloodclot cast of the inside of my sinus that fell onto the palm of my weak hand. It was like a slug made of blood. The feeling of it slithering from my face was what I imagine to be the closest approximation of what the loving embrace of a benevolent god feels like while cumming. It was a transcendental natural high that no experience has come close to.
I use light mode on Discord, and just about everything really. I don’t like the feeling of being in a gamer cave. I always have a bunch of lamps on, and light themes too.
A valid positon but also…
How dare you?
Sometimes I’ll swing by Starbucks before my hour long commute to work I feel guilty each time because all but one coffee shop in town closed down but we have like 7 Starbucks now, one literally across the street from the other
What the heck is a plain dorito
A lot of people are saying porn, drugs and alcohol which sure i indulge in but not really in excess. I would if i let myself own any but i dont. My biggest indulgence is media, i consume slop in excess, i let myself fall into meaningless entertainment. Usually drama, youtube drama, it makes me feel so gross because i know how much of a waste of time it is. I could be studying or spending quality time with the people i love but instead i just listen to drivel.
I know it seems relatively harmless but i hate that about myself. I dont even enjoy it much, i just do it becuase id rather do that than nothing
The comments suggest most people here have an incredibly low threshold for both guilt—and pleasure.
I smoke weed every day. Casual marijuana consumption is definitely socially acceptable here (I’m in Canada where it’s legal) but I’ve been high more often than not for the past 8 years or so.
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Making random screeching noises. I love it so much. But obviously I can’t do it around everyone all the time.
Playing stupid phone games. Really mind-numbing, no talent required games. Currently into “Whiteout Survival”. I am over 60 y.o.
It scratches an itch.
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Sink pissing
I bathe 2-3 times a day. A quick one in the morning to get me out of the house, or I just skip it if I don’t have time. Cycle to work, real shower there. Then a nice long bath in the evening where I just soak and watch anime. Or browse Lemmy.
I haven’t actually done this in over
twentythirty (fuck I’m old) years, but while thinking about it, I recalled my childhood…I used to dip extra buttery popcorn in chocolate milk. I fucking loved it. Honestly the thought of it makes me slightly nauseous now…
This reminds me of how I used to eat a spoonful of chunky peanut butter and then add a glug of maple syrup
That sounds really good. I think I’ll try that.
I sometimes do similar but unsalted mixed nuts instead of peanut butter.
