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New people and old, how did you find find IIN? Why did you join?
I first found is it normal through an F+ podcast episode that my boyfriend and I were listening to. I dont remember which one it was but I do remember that one of the podcasters was reading comments from ShuggyChan and all his cat-ness at the time of its recording.
I don't even remember how I got here, but now I'm stuck here and can't figure out how to get out.
Some one posted a link to a story about paying hookers to kick them in the balls, my life's been going down hill ever since.
I saw a sign advertising free pussy and beer on IIN. I only found the former.
Back nearly 7 years ago I stumbled across IIN and registered with the idea of becoming a one-shot fetish troll here. But then I drifted away and for years only visited the site once in a blue moon, never posted, much of the time almost forgot IIN existed.
Then less than a year ago I started commenting, incredibly enough behaved myself most of the time, and from feedback to occasional mentions of my fetish have become convinced that perhaps I'm not so weird after all. Well, three or four days a week I'm convinced... the rest of the time I still feel like a freak.
I followed a shining ball of light into a forest one night, then reached a pond. I saw a golden treasure chest at the bottom of the pond, so I picked it up and opened it. Inside was a piece of paper with the site name written on it. I then decided to search for the site online, and found it. When I created an account on IIN, the clouds parted and a voice bellowed down from the sky saying "You have done well, young Steven, I knew you would eventually find this site."
IIN popped up on the third page of results from a Google search once. I thought the material was "twisted". Within 20 minutes of reading posts, I was in touch with my "twisted inner self". I never realized the relief of shedding the inhibitions that society expects you to have, until I started to participate.
We all know anyway, you have nothing else to do in your parents' basement except masturbate, play with your toy boat and go on IIN.
I keep telling you, but you just don't seem to get it. Why?
It's my great grandpa's attic. Parents are dead and the public housing they lived in didn't have a basement.
You forgot the bathtub I call the Caribbean Sea, and my wubber ducky 42 years my senior.
Get it straight or get lost, OK?
A post about someone having the urge to eat human flesh. And then i thought; - what a weird site, maybe i should join.
I think I googled either "I hate everyone" or "I hate my ex" and I found it so funny I couldn't stop reading staff and laugh. I had incredible relief from all my anguish. So now if I can't control some negative emotion I go on IIN and laugh at others idiotic comments. I love this site.
I've been looking for another site to waste my time on after a previous one I frequent turned to a shitty poll website.
Googled some stuff, and here I am.
Years ago, IIN had an app on the iPhone. I searched weird and funny into the App Store and IIN popped up.