There are people where I live in Ireland who seriously believe in faeries. There's a certain tree that you can't cut down because the puka get angry. You see perfectly uniform fields and then clumps of these trees. Some people also say that strange lights appear out in the fields at night and it heralds a death. And…

Me too! But can someone go like mine and take it out of the greys? Because I need to hear the possible explanations people might pose.

I don't believe in ghosts or the supernatural, but something happened to me a few years ago that I can't explain, even though there must be an explanation for it.

Do it! And while we're at it, I'm going to go ahead and take AVoiceForTehMenz.org

I'm going to go with something comfortable that sweat won't show up on.

I've been married for years and have never worn a ring, except for during the ceremony.

Because they're like the Westboro Baptist Church of the social justice world.

Grad student chic is so hot right now. (But you might need to take my opinion with a grain of salt since I am in fact a grad student.)

Type the editor's name three times in any comment section and they will appear. Like Beatlejuice.

I feel like we should try to psychoanalyse the shot where Zayn throws paint at a sumo wrestler's naked belly.

Cultural appropriation simply means borrowing something from another culture. So an English guy dressing up like a Masai warrior and dancing with a bunch of Masai backup dancers is cultural appropriation. Sometimes appropriation is a good thing (like a cultural exchange). Sometimes it can be neutral. Sometimes — for…

Aw!

As a kid, I always used to love watching American sitcoms around Halloween and all the adults would be dressed up in OTT costumes and throwing parties while handing out candy to the trick-or-treaters.

Trickle-down-or-treat!

This is what I do. I take kids trick-or-treating in the next village over because it's safer. They have actual footpaths, streetlamps, estates. Our area has no lighting and the road is extremely dangerous.

Colin Feming? http://colinfleminglit.com/

Maybe he writes for Gawker.

Boston.

Sparks lives in North Carolina with his wife, though (according to my three seconds of google research).

But in all seriousness, we NEED to narrow down the field and start some real speculation. Come on, internet. We can do this.