Still, you would think Marvel would be on its best behavior after the whole controversy of it erasing Kitty’s Jewish identity.

DOH! Got distracted. Doing chores today. Good catch.

pure poetry

I hope that bystander got themselves something wonderfully frivolous and massively on sale.  

I was browsing through the sporting goods section of Target one afternoon, when I hear an someone yelling loudly. I turn around to see an irate woman gesticulating wildly and screaming “Hey, dumbass!” After a second, I realize she was trying to get MY attention.

Not the most original, but it was the only time I was ever sent to the principal’s office:

I always knew I’d be famous!

Sex Trampoline = excellent band name

My dad saw me have sex in a car outside our house, don’t park under a streetlight kids... It was mortifying

This one should win.

I got two. Both from my teens. First one, this girl I was hooking up with and I were near her place and there was a big empty park that we decided would be the best place to just get on the grass and go at it, since it was dark out. We’re getting to it and then suddenly, I hear chains rattle behind me. We look over…

Didn’t happen to me, but a guy I knew got drunk at the end of his college semester and had sex outside in what he thought was a plain old patch of ivy. It was poison ivy. So, he spent a good deal of his summer naked in his bed at home, with a flask by his side.

First week of college and a date with a really nice guy. Drinking age was eighteen so we got pleasantly sloshed and made out under the trees. It was a sweet innocent time. It was perfection.

Not outdoors, but I did give a BJ in the stairway up to the DJ booth in a bar back in college. Very unlike me but I was totally into that guy at the time.

Mid 90s, DC, oyster bar near the White House, boyfriend and I getting busy in the men’s room, my skirt is up to here, boyfriends hands are right about there...bam, door opens, boyfriend is all of a sudden wrapping his arms around me, which is weird, cause, I’m taller and in heels, so hiding me is like hiding a giraffe…

“Finish up and get out of here?” I would have died laughing, necessitating another grave in the cemetary. 

20-something. Sex in a cemetery. We got caught by the night watchman\groundskeeper\whatever he was. Lit us up with one of those super bright floodlight lanterns. Felt like time stood still. All the guy said was “Finish up and get out out of here or I’m calling the cops.” and he walked away. He seemed very nonchalant…

The man and I have been frisky out and about more than once balconies, gondola, car but only one was a disaster. We go camping one fall weekend and the place is deserted, as in there are only two tents in a section meant for 50. So after a few drinks and around midnight we decide to get frisky on the picnic table. Slip…

Just saying, there’s no way to read that last sentence that isn’t at least a little weird.

Gettin’ frisky with my high school boyfriend off a rural dirt road in middle-of-nowhere, and a cop shined a flashlight into the car and caught quite a show — he hadn’t turned on his lights or knocked or anything. He told us to “get dressed and get the fuck out of here.” A few weeks later that same cop caught us on a…