You never, ever give someone hair, urine, menstrual/other blood, etc, unless they need it for a spell you have specifically asked them to do for you, with a specific (non-harmful to you or anyone else) intent. He probably thought he'd try some kind of 'love slave' spell with it. *shudder*

LOL #themoreyourknow

God I hope so.

he was a friend of a friend of a friend in college. So, no, def not someone I knew well. (not that I would give someone I knew my blood anyways) And, not trying to be judgy. The only reason I mentioned it was because that was apparently his way of asking me out, which naturally I did not figure out at the time.

As long as you were thinking of him while enjoying buttery pastry, I say well played!

It's going to be hard to top literally 9/11 for bad pickup attempts.

I was in college, chatting with a guy I'd just met in a kind of empty bar. I think it's relevant to know I went to college in a rural Midwestern town. I forget what we were talking about, but somehow the topic of hunting came up. Then the topic of hunting squirrels. Then eating squirrels. Finally he just got out his…

On a late summer/early fall evening, I was getting ready for bed in my dorm room in Australia, where I was studying abroad.

I hope you stashed his tips for emergency Oreo purchases. Because I am spiteful.

I had a guy message me and say I was hot and would I be willing to give him a pair of my period-stained panties. You know, for personal use.

I get you. Back in middle and high school, my best friend was super thin. I developed early and had full cups and a big round butt. We both wanted the others figure. I imagined being a skinny clothes horse with a pixie cut and slim legs. She wanted to be popular with the guys with a hourglass figure and thick thighs.…

There is nothing implicitly wrong with magazines and ashtrays. My adorable grandma's house was filled with magazines and ashtrays. What's wrong is performing inept and dangerous surgeries, under any type of decor. Unless your licensed plastic surgeons OR is also filled with magazines and ashtrays. In which case...get…

Sometimes people don't read the full article then comment. You didn't even read the full comment. She gets it!

Sorority houses are notoriously filled with magazines, ashtrays, and drunks. Also, I don't see where it was implied or stated anywhere that the person who injected her was of any particular color. Only that it was a fucking insane thing to do, and the commenter was painting a picture of how this experience might have…

Quinn: ...what's that thing, when stuff turns out funny? Moronic?

Often, a very simply, silly and thoughtless act can have outsize consequences and change someone's life in a heartbeat and forever (hello, drunk drivers). Many of us do these simple, silly and thoughtless acts and suffer NO consequences. That is often just plain dumb luck.

I have had plastic surgery with fantastic results, so I do understand why people do it.

I know people that these ass injections have worked for...so far. I know people whose injections have migrated into their thighs and created nasty bumps over the course of ten years of slowly sliding down into their legs. The ones that look good (again, for now) are enticing, yeah, but I've read enough of these horror…

Mark, are you by any chance coming off a gig at Sick, Sad World?