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By Jugulus - This FML is from back in 2014 but it's good stuff - France - Givenchy-en-gohelle
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
You are connected to FML via the mobile site or an app. How modern.
Voting on an FML in the "Work" category on a Monday morning between 8 and 9 a.m. How ironic.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
Your FML account is now linked to your Facebook account.
Brandon may have an FML, but he ended up marrying Jessica. You found this out by reading “FML, the follow up.”
You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
See, one of you was right.
You've looked for Santa absolutely everywhere, and you managed to find him. Well done!
You read an FML that mentions a badge, and in return, you've been awarded a badge. A badge inside a badge.
You gave a Hug to someone. How cute!
You like to live life randomly, and we salute you.
You used FML’s private messaging service for the first time. Will they reply? Wait and see…
In "Moderate the FMLs", you voted Yes on a story that was subsequently published. Well done!
It’s nice of you to help us sort out the submissions, using FML’s moderate feature.
Hey, you uploaded your photo, and you’re cute as a kitten!
Your FML was denied. We had to at least give you a badge to cheer you up a bit.
Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
You have voted "You deserved it" over 100 times.
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
This is now the third time you’ve changed your profile pic.
You have 50 followers and we quite frankly don't know how you managed it.
You have 100 followers. Your head's in the game.
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
See, son, moderating FMLs is like a marathon.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 50% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
You have 200 followers. Everyone follows you. You should watch your mouth.
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Bonjour, je suis l'auteure de cette VDM (qui commente avec le compte d'une amie vu que le site refuse la validation de mon adresse e-mail lorsque je veux me créer un compte...) ! Tout d'abord, merci de m'avoir publiée :D Je ne m'y attendais pas du tout. Ensuite, pour répondre à vos questions récurrentes : Pourquoi je n'ai pas essuyé le mollard directement ? Et bien la réponse est toute simple : Avec quoi ? Les doigts ? Ah oui non, mais là non ! ^^ Je n'avais pas de mouchoir avec moi, il était hors de question que j'y mette les doigts, et surtout, je ne voulais pas appuyer sur mon pull pour l'éponger avec ! Ç'aurait fait une grosse tache bien visible autrement. Pourquoi je n'ai pas incendié le crados qui m'a éternué dans le dos ? Parce que quand ça t'arrive, tu ne peux tout simplement pas bouger ! Imagine-toi un truc gluant, humide et chaud, réputé pour être dégueulasse, que tu sens glisser lentement, de haut en bas, centimètre par centimètre, vertèbre après vertèbre tout le long de ton dos, te chatouillant sur toute ta longueur, et devenant de plus en plus froid au fil des longues secondes qui s'égrènent, avant de pénétrer vicieusement ta culotte, et enfin terminer sadiquement son voyage dans la raie de tes fesses. Horrible non ? Voilà pourquoi je n'ai pas pu réagir, tétanisée et frissonnante de dégoût. Honnêtement, j'en ai pleuré sur le moment ! Voilà voilà ! ^^'