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The really scary story is there isn’t a woman in America that this hasn’t happened to....more than once.

A “Batgirl” needs to run up to this douche bag and kick him in the nuts.

For a few years in the mid-90s I was studying to be an archaeologist and spent a few summers in the field doing excavations. Whenever I would bring this up in later years, people would occasionally ask if I had any cool Indiana Jones encounters. I’d laugh, and they’d laugh, and we’d move on to some other topic. And

Around five years ago, I was a TA for an undergraduate literature course that had 300 students; there were two TAs and our job was mostly to do grading (sigh) and hand out exams and set up PowerPoints and stuff of that nature. Basically, assist the professor in all manner of tedium while she lectured. Due to a

Ok, I hope I finally got in early enough not be lost in the thread! I can’t quite decide which experience to share first, but I assure you my experiences are very true. I understand the tricks our brains play on us, and how memory can be unreliable, but I remember these things so, so clearly.

During my junior of high school due to the efforts on the part of several of my teachers I was part of a massive group presentation project which would impact severally my grades and therefore my ability to graduate. Essentially this project was unavoidable. My two assigned partners were a friend called, Veronica and

Tried posting this one a few years ago, but was too late. Not a ghost story, but it’s one of the scariest things that’s ever happened to me.

So, in her life, my mom has gone through some shit. Sometimes, she’s not the most reliable narrator, but she tells this memory so consistently and with such emotion, that I believe her. She grew up in the late seventies, and eighties. My grandma was (still is tbh) a disaster. Grandma was part of the California

I know this will be pretty downthread, but it’s a scary true story that really happened to me.

I have never seen a ghost. I have not received repeated phone calls from disconnected numbers. Weird things do not generally happen to me.

This happened to me about ten years ago while I was attending college at West Virginia University. At the time, I was really into backcountry camping, which for reasons that will become obvious, I am not into anymore. One of the benefits (actually probably the only benefit) of attending college in West Virginia was

I have a story from, sheesh, almost a decade ago that I’ve never shared before but why not! It’s not a ghost story per se, but it is creepy.

India is fucking awesome and braver than I would’ve been at her age. The fact that they tried to expel herfor sitting is the whole reason she’s sitting.

Have y’all seen Queen of the Damned? Particularly when Akasha shows up to that club in London and just so unimpressed the lesser vampires combust from a dismissive flick of her wrist and her ‘bitch, really?’ look? This is when I wish I could use my intense homosexuality to a similar end and just turn these morons to

yyyyyYYYYYYYES

Plus she’s spectacular as Princess Carolyn on BoJack Horseman.

Even Dubya, with all of his bumbling, seems to have a grace and a decency completely devoid in the Trumps.

Happy Saturday folks!!! I’m a sometimes commentor, big time star everything haha but I wanted to share that yesterday my mom passed her citizenship interview and exam! I hope everyone is having a great weekend!

Possibly because there’s a tiny place in them that knows they don’t deserve all of the wealth. Since they’re all essentially crooks, they assume everyone else is too.

Also, quite the publicist who thinks that she need to explain to Harper’s Bazaar what NYFW means.