Hey, everyone!
Welcome to KindaTV with your friendly neighbourhood Natasha.
Today I'm not wearing underwear. [It sounds like a good start. LOL]
I just overshared because
today I'm doing the "Dirty Little Secrets" Tag.
You're welcome, internet.
This is actually like a PG version. [PG 13. How incredibly dull.]
Just leave that to the imagination.
How the **** am I supposed to remember
what my first ******* swear word was?
I'm pretty ******* sure I just came out the *******
womb swearing my ******* head off!
I believe my first R-rated movie
was
"Dawn of the Dead",
the remake with Sarah Polley.
My friend's mom was really cool
and bought a ticket for herself
and then-
was like "Bye guys!"
and we got to see the movie by ourselves.
My first kiss with.....a lady [She knows we're all pretty gay.]
was actually at my 18th birthday party.
It was a pretty wild party.
Somebody came uninvited
and flooded my toilet.
And there was like a river down my hallway.
But she wanted to gossip in the bathroom.
And then she was like "I think that we should make out".
And I was like "I think I've been wanting to do that for five years".
It was nice.
That's my story.
It almost happened with my second cousin!
Fun fact: I don't own a single pair of pyjamas.
Either sleep in the sweat pants or my clothes.
Or in the nude.
Just kidding. That's gross. I sleep with my dog.
There's dog hair everywhere. I would- I can't.
I can't sleep in the nude.
NO!
Thankfully, I have not!
That's mortifying.
I did find out that my parents still did it a few years ago-
when they first got iPhones and didn't realize that
in an iGroup message everyone can see the texts.
So there was a text that was like
"Can't wait to try out the new mattress".
And my brother and I were like
"Oh my God!"
"Mom and Dad!"
"NO!"
And that was very scarring.
I don't even want to think about it.
I've been cheated on. I've been cheated on. [What the- what?]
Bygones be bygones.
They ended up miserable together anyway, so-
jokes on them!
Whatever is on sale.
One time I was rummaging through a discount bin
of underwear and a fan recognized me
and asked to take a selfie with me.
And I had a fistful of wide variety of underwear in my hands.
No, I haven't pooped my pants.
I did poop on my bathroom floor, though, once.
Because I almost pooped my pants.
As I was like walking home and then I got to my porch
and I was like "Not now!".
And I had- I used to live in an attic loft
and I like ran up all the stairs and like
just as I got to the toilet,
I just didn't make it and I pooped on my own bathroom floor.
You know.
It could be worse. Next question!
Have I ever had a fantasy dream about a celebrity?
"Fantasy" as in like a "sexy fantasy"?
Or "fantasy" as in like "we're riding on the back of Falcor"?
Oh, I guess "sexy one". A sexy one?
I can't recall..
a specific fantasy dream about a celebrity.
Yeah. [Mmmm]
"Favourite feature about my crush or significant other".
I have to say,
all across the board, that I'm very attracted to people's sense of humour
and also
people's groundedness.
If they have a certain, like, groundedness and-
and wisdom and a good head on their shoulders.
Also, who doesn't like a nice pair of- [She said TITS. We know that.]
Well, that's it. Those are my dirty secrets.
Now you know them.
Do you have any dirty little secrets that you are comfortable sharing with me,
now that I've told you how many times I've pooped myself?
Leave me a comment below, 'cause I'd like to know.
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Do as I say, not as I do.
[singing] Oooh, no!
"Subscribe" is on fire!
[adorable laughter]