Definitely the scariest!!

Ooh, I posted somewhere else, but do you happen to remember which one has the story about the person with the headphones on the computer? That one still gives me the chills.

Anyone have a link to the scariest one I’ve ever read from a previous edition about the person with the headphones on the computer?

OH SHIT. I just remembered my favorite getting-caught-in-a-lie story. I live in New Orleans, which goes hand-in-hand with much drinking. We had gone back to my friend’s house to use the bathroom before going out again. I’ve never been great at holding it when I need to go, and I was third in line for the bathroom.

I’ve bled through on the bus before. I don’t think I’ve ever run so fast in my life to get off of there before someone noticed. A friend was over one evening and bled through onto our couch. I didn’t know what to do in that situation! She wasn’t drawing attention to it, but I knew what had happened when she went for…

Not tmi at all. I think there need to be more conversations about this problem. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve talked to my doctor about it to be told, oh, it’s normal, nothing’s wrong with you. Like, really? All of the products on the market, and I still routinely bleed through them is normal? Talking about it…

Yes, yes, yes! I first found out its magic in middle school and am forever amazed.

I made the mistake of googling IUD complications last night: a little more nervous now but super excited! Thanks!

WHAT?! Why would she do that? She should’ve helped you hide the evidence.

You poor thing! Also, your dad shipping you off for the evening is kind of the cherry on the sundae for that story. I think I would’ve melted into a puddle on the floor.

That IS SO smart. I had to wash my sheets pronto yesterday, crawled into bed, and started to feel liquid again. I swear to god I never moved so fast because I was like I’ll be damned if I’m washing these fuckers again so soon.

I’m so glad to hear that. I’m really hoping it’ll at least chill out the craziness. And thanks as to both!

I can’t believe he faxed it to the clerk. That’s some bullshit. Also, O_O

And how was the pot?

Holy. Shit. This story was definitely not disappointing. Go on, bad-ass younger you! (Although I’m also getting to the age where I’m like, ohhhh, your poor parents.)

I told my classmates in second grade that I was a descendant of Kirsten from the American Girl series. To be fair, I thought there was a possibility until I understood what fiction was, and when I asked my grandma about it, she didn’t want to hurt my feelings, so told me there was a possibility.

Two days of interviews this week with a new firm that I want to work for. Two days of bleeding through my clothing. Luckily I knew there was that potential, so I wore dark clothing, but goddammit if it wasn’t the worst. Also, luckily, the chair I was sitting in was black as well.

I think whether it was a bar or liquid is perhaps key here. ::shrugs:: Even if it was bar soap, I think I might just rinse it off then hide it from my suspected thieving roommate next time.

In high school, I was supposed to go to a formal with my boyfriend at the time. We went to the formal for awhile, but his ex was there who he’d cheated on me with, and I yanked him after he danced with her. After that we went to the movies with some friends. Then, being idiot teenagers, we made out, and he sucked on…