A wooden bedpost. Solid wood, with some heft to it. Wonderful to hold. I use it as a weapon now.- Windy
I can't print that sort of thing on a public websight. Suffice it to say it occured in bed. - LittleJohn
Motherhood- Bella
sex- waldo
a newborn kitten - reddfrogg
well, mostly the scent that fills the air during bowl movements. - buttface
Flying my own airplane- Cessna
THE BUTT- THE BUTT
a mirror- little member
life itself- ergott
My first solo flight. It might not have been technically perfect, but to me it was the culmination of so much hard work and study, not to mention the fulfillment of a lifelong dream. Okay, so I answered one seriously! Flying is the most perfect thing in the world to me.- Cessna
Kittens. Except the pooping part.- Mel
mysef - sanju
Nothing as of today.- NIKKI
The most perfect thing I have ever encountered is that feeling you get while holding the bleeding remains of your boss's right arm that you have just finished beating it's former owner's brain to a pulp with. Unfortunately, this feeling is often followed by a long series of pain and medication before you can feel it again. - BlatantlyIgnorant
The nineteen year old figure skaters naked behind I was dating for two glorious weeks back in 2001. Not a blemish I could stare for hours. - Dirty Dingus McGee
this quiz- vin
My religion- danandmei
A cloud- MCR
A Slurpee. I know, I know, I'm going back to the old days when I would talk about Slurpees 24/7, but really, they are perfection incarnate. Especially the consistent ones. Oh my. Nothing can please me more than a perfect Slurpee. Likewise, nothing can devastate me more than a runny Slurpee. The adventures my friends and I would go on in search of the perfect Slurpee have formed many wonderful memories. While I admit that I now frequent Starbucks more than 7-Eleven, Slurpees do, and always will, hold a special place in my heart.- McDiablo
My dream worlds- Co3
This coat that I bought from a hobo because I felt sorry for him. It fits me just right and it keeps me perfectly warm and it has nice comferting smell to it, other people would call it a greasy rank pile of rags but I call it perfection. I have never had a peice of clothing is was so comfertable and all from someone who had nothing but trash and now my 15 dollars. Thinking about it now I think I might have been high when I bought it and was high when I wore it so my memories might be a wee bit tainted...- If I only had a navel....
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