Rugby league players for their thighs (their faces suffer somewhat due to the nature of the game)

every morning I get up and eat a plate of delicious men’s brains

Real life Ted here. Loved this show. Hawwrrrrribly under-rated and was saddened when it was cancelled.

Apart from the central diva of this story, all the quotes of “the studio wasn’t thrilled by...” and “the agency wants to...” remind me of Portia de Rossi’s speeches about what “the company feels...” in Better Off Ted.

HE WAS HUNGRY

Where I grew up there are a lot of little towns dotting the mountains. I loved driving up through the forests and checking out historical bridges, small quaint towns with less than 20 citizens and most of all cemeteries.

In 1992 I went out to dinner with a guy I had dated all through high school. We hadn’t stayed in touch in college, and it was the first time in a few years we’d gone out. I hadn’t been the best girlfriend in high school, and we had what seemed like a laugh about that. He said, “Honestly, I wouldn’t even consider you a…

Aww. The ghost gave you Flonase..that’s so nice!

I grew up in the UK and must have been about 10 years old the morning my mother came into my room looking terrified after waking from a bad dream. In this dream she had been lying on her back in a field filled with flowers, screaming in pain, while a tall, dark man stood over her, telling her everything was going to…

Yay! My favourite time of year. I’ve been devouring these stories for the past five years, but this is my first time sharing one of my own. This happened to my mum, not to me, but I’ve heard it so many times I feel like I was there. My mum swears this is absolutely true. I should note she was devoutly Catholic at the…

I submitted this one far too late last year, so I guess I may as well send it in again? Here goes:

My mom was killed by my father in 2017 in a murder-suicide. It was a total shock, to say the least. Since then, I’ve had some weird things happen. I will have super vivid dreams where she’s standing at the end of my bed, screaming, and I can’t help her. Another weird thing is my cell dials her number every couple…

The Rollaway

*cracks knuckles* I have a few stories to share so sit tight!

When I read the Noid submission, I knew I had to share this. I shared it as a response deep in the grays one year, but by that point the post had been up for weeks.

“The Running Man”

Glass Pane Box 

I hope I’m not too late, or too gray! But anyway here is my spoooookkkkyyyyy story.

Edit: The title would be “I kind of hope it was rats all along.”