Two-parter:

Cork isn't an isolated town though, it' Ireland's second city there's shitloads of places to do your drug deals that aren't bingo halls.

Heyyy, leave Aliens alone dammit

How could this project NOT suck? A book that started life has "Twilight" fan-fiction, hastily remade by mass editing out "Edward" and "Bella"?

As a college freshman I thought I was hot shit going after a senior RA the first week on campus. I wasn't even attracted to him, but was swept up by all that authority. Oh, the power! One thing led to another, and when things began to get hot and heavy he bent his lips into my ear. My mind raced with excitement. …

Oh, man, where should I begin? I have a scroll of bad choices.

A women who I met on a train back from London (took about 40 mins) as I was fairly drunk. She asked to come back to mine so I thought why not. On the way she kept groping the taxi driver and telling woeful jokes including inviting him back for a 3some. We still banged which says a lot about me (below average sex) but…

His name was Javier and I met him when I worked at the bookstore in college. He was super hot, but that's because all he cared about in the world was his body. Good for him! Good for him. But between working out and moisturizing and hair care and trimming and and and, there was...not much left. But super hot and…

A white guy with the book "sensual Japanese love poems" on his shelf. He also tried telling me about his screen play :(

I am clumsy and impulsive, a dangerous combination, so I have many a tale of unwarranted injury. But the most ridiculous way I have gotten hurt would be by doing nothing. I have weak ankle tendons, which means my ankles have a tendency to roll (as in, my ankle will just bend inward, and suddenly I'll be putting all my…

Two words.

mine is short and sweet, and i hope it gets read because i think i am literally the only person in the world who this has happened to. it is very low on the pain scale, and i have many stupid stories of getting myself injured, but this is my favorite story by far:

Oh and to post on behalf of my husband, he gave himself a concussion on our homemade slip-n-slide that was actually a 100ft long piece of painters plastic. I had suggested putting an inflatable pool at the bottom but he said it wasn't necessary and went hard into that metal fence. I'm not sure if this was dumb,…

Well, my now husband and were having pizza one afternoon. After we were done eating, one thing lead to another and I starting giving him a good ol BJ. I was horny, so was he, so I got on top and started riding away, enjoying ourselves. Then I felt a slight burning sensation. I was like, oh whatever, it'll go away.…

It IS vandalism! I don't get all the pussyfooting—just clip those damn things off as soon as they appear. Where I live (a tourist destination), city workers take down locks as soon as they appear. We don't hold with that sentimental shit.

Oh, for crissake. This has nothing to do with sophistication - and everything to do with the structural integrity of old, old bridges. The locks are damaging the structures, and have caused some railings to collapse.

It's vandalism.

The Rose of Tralee is gay too! It's a good week for gay beauty queens.

This is literary splendor. I can see the waving linens, the ample backside turned out.