i miss this so much
send submissions guys!!!!
This boy moved into my building asked me out on a date. We went to this Mexican restaurant; fast forward to when we go back to his place. I wasn’t feeling well from the food, and we starting kissing. It was definite I had diarrhea so I told him I was going to leave. He got really upset, thinking I didn’t like him and used him just to get a free meal. He was really sad so I told him I had diarrhea. He burst into laughter. No second date. Now every time I see him in the lobby, he laughs at me.
i’ll never forget the time i went on a date with a guy from my work. he spent the entire time showing me memes on his phone. things like this:
the date went on for far too long and we never went out again but every time he sees me at work he screams THIS IS SPARTA at the top of his lungs and then laughs and i just kind of wave and keep walking.
Hi, I’m Chris, I’m 20 years old and I currently reside in Northeast Pennsylvania. As you can see, I was born with quite a birth defect; I have a plastic bag for a head. Doctors said my chances of seeing pass the age of two were gone in the wind. They were mind blown when they saw that I had made it so far. I’m a “miracle,” my mother tells me, and I reckon she’s right. Children at school used to torment me all the time by ridiculing me, calling me harsh names like “baggot” and the list just goes on and on. I remember a time when I went grocery shopping and the cashier asked me, “paper or plastic?” I cried. Please help raise awareness by reblogging this. It would mean more than the world to me. Thank-you.
You say that this blog is for your own pleasure, and I sincerely believe that. But the fact that you have ads to make money off others' posts is a bit off-putting.
Anonymousi don’t make anything worth bitching about. literally cents
Day before St. Patricks day. Get asked out by a friend of a friend. Agree to go out with him the next day. Spend all day doing St. Patty’s day things together. Find him slightly funny but a little on the douchey side. Go to a bar that night. He gets shitfaced drunk. He stands up suddenly on top of the bar. Gets thrown out of the bar for pulling down his pants and exposing himself to the entire bar. I’m left alone. Catch taxi, go home.
Walking home some guy bumps into me and instantly starts chatting shit in my face about aluminum being the best metal. I tried to stay calm and explained to him that iron was actually the best metal, but he wouldn’t take a hint. He started throwing around words like “rust” and I lost it. I hate aluminum so much.
I’d been through a bit of a dry patch, so when a cute guy I’d met briefly at college asked me on a date I was more then happy to oblige. We went to a movie, then for a meal, then he asked me back to his place. So, I went to his place only to find that “his place” was actually his Mormon parents’ house, who spent the next hour telling me about the advantages of being a Mormon.
some of the stuff you do post sounds made up though.. yet you say you don't post the crappy ones?
Anonymousit’s not my fault if someone lies. what am i supposed to do? give everyone a lie detector test, ask for witnesses? if something seems fake sure i won’t post it but if it’s a good story and seems well thought out and unique obviously i’ll post it.
but to defend what that unworthy girl was saying to me before, the majority of my “bad” submissions are like
omg my boyfriend went down on me and i was on my menstrual cycle
omg my boyfriend fingered me and i was on my menstrual cycle
omg i went to the dance and my dress got a stain because i was on my menstrual cycle
omg i went to a bike rally on my menstrual cycle
