Confession is good for the soul

Hello, my name is Johnny and I am addicted to Honey Nut Cheerios.

Sometimes I get really scared when my wife makes me watch those ghost hunting shows on tv.

I get really depressed when the topic of politics comes up.

I get tense around trains.

I am addicted to buying books.

I haven't read all the books I own.

I haven't watched all the movies I own.

I have recommended books and movies that I've never read or watched.

Sometimes I go to the grocery store just for the free samples and never buy anything.

I have purposely tried to piss off other drivers.

I screen all my calls.

I have spent way too much time thinking about what super-power I would choose should I be granted one.

Nothing annoys me more than "small talk".

Except being patronized.

I sing to myself in places other than the shower.

I would rather make something on the grill myself than eat at a fancy restaraunt.

Sometimes boxers and sometimes briefs but never boxer-briefs.

If I haven't met you at least five times, I probably don't remember your name.

I am afraid being redundant.

I am addicted to Honey Nut Cheerios.