A no judgment group chat between friends where sins are confessed and forgiven on fridays in order to have a clear conscience before the weekend. These confessions are not limited to recent sins but all sins.
Friday Confession: I once witnessed a man fail to retrieve his iPhone that he dropped in the middle of Rochester road before the light turned green. I counted 17 cars that ran over his phone as he sat on the side of the road watching helpless. I've never felt so much joy in my life. It was hilarious.
by Big Body C Dawg November 5, 2016
Get the Friday Confession mug.Literally any day, now that it's on Urban Dictionary you have to do it you chicken!!! JUST TELL THEM ALREADY BIATCH!!!
by applesauce2005 October 23, 2019
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When you call the person you like drunk to tell them.
Sometimes it will work out for you and the person will like you back. Othertimes it will be the most embarrassing phone call you ever made. Drunk confession can lead to new relationships, or a huge heart ache and constant taunting from your friends.
Sometimes it will work out for you and the person will like you back. Othertimes it will be the most embarrassing phone call you ever made. Drunk confession can lead to new relationships, or a huge heart ache and constant taunting from your friends.
*ring ring ring*
Boy: Hello?
Girl: *insert boy name*!
Boy: *insert girl name*?
Girl: I love you
Boy:.....
Girl: I Love you soo much!!
Girl 2: WHAT ARE YOU DOING PUT THAT PHONE DOWN!
*Hangs up girls phone*
Girl 2: Do you know what you did last night?
Girl: No?
Girl 2: You did a Drunk confession of you love for *insert Boy's name here*
Boy: Hello?
Girl: *insert boy name*!
Boy: *insert girl name*?
Girl: I love you
Boy:.....
Girl: I Love you soo much!!
Girl 2: WHAT ARE YOU DOING PUT THAT PHONE DOWN!
*Hangs up girls phone*
Girl 2: Do you know what you did last night?
Girl: No?
Girl 2: You did a Drunk confession of you love for *insert Boy's name here*
by mcswimgirl August 2, 2012
Get the Drunk confession mug.My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.
My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.
by biggestbafoonbingus69 June 4, 2023
Get the My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. mug.by TUNEMOD3 April 16, 2014
Get the Stick shift Confession mug.When a guy is forced to say "I love you" to shut up a nagging woman. Like a gun to the head in a relationship.
by KImCobain March 10, 2015
Get the Forced Confession mug.A confession of something that happened in a cornfield or a confession in a cornfield. Also most likely a Florida Georgia Line song.
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