What a weird biography of a man I had no interest in learning about, but greatly fascinated me when reading about him. Really good long read Shaun and totally unexpected from Deadspin. You briefly mention Oscar Bonavena. He’s someone who also had an interesting life that would make a great long read.

I am entirely unsurprised by this. She seems cray, he seems cray, her ex seems cray - literally everyone involved in all of this seems completely batshit.

Dude have you ever met / been an actual teenager.

Someone blocks your way to the toilet? Piss on them. Problem solved.

I saw That Guy at a store recently. It’s 10 years later, and my instinct was the same as it was back then: run. So I turned around and got the hell out of that store, without the things I needed, before he saw me. That’s how uncomfortable That Guy made me. Driving another few miles to the next similar store was worth…

They loved bear hugs but only cuz they can kind of feel your boobs pressing against them

I always hated those dudes because they hugged you for too long and also I have terrible lung capacity and always felt suffocated.

My husband always tries to hug me when I’m cutting up vegetables. It’s like the giant chopping knife is some sort of hug trigger for him. Last week I told him if he touches me while I’m cooking again I will never ever cook him another meal. So far so good.

Hug toll is the creepiest thing I’ve ever heard. It’s just like that guy in high school who’d always be like “what? I don’t get a hug?”

I think it can never be said enough that you shouldn’t touch anyone in any way without their consent unless you are saving them from something. There are a ton of girls (especially drunk girls) who like to violate boundaries.

Yeah, I was really freaked out. No memory of any of it. Apparently I used to turn up in the living room when my parents had friends over and just stand there staring until someone put me back to bed. But how the hell did I even get up on the footboard without waking her up, let alone balance there?! Brrrrr.

says “badmutha”

I live alone.

Get under here, I’ve got a flashlight and extra batteries!

**Hopes someone will let me share their blanket, as I am a scardy cat and don’t want to be on my own.**

Jackson

When I was sixteen I would sneak out of the house at night get high and read a book (Such a rebel, I know). There was an empty forclosed home next door, and I would get inside via a basement window well and smoke in the basement’s bar area. One night it was raining pretty heavy, and I forgot to bring my lighter. I…

*all of the popcorn gifs*

I was 15/16 and my best friend next door’s sister was in town. She brought a few friends to ski and one in particular started hanging around a lot. He was 25. He gave me a lot of attention and I flirted back. He would visit with my sisters’ friend every so often over the next 6 months. Cue a period of aim chats and…