totally interested!

There is something exceptionally terrifying about all stories that come out of Mexico. This one included. My Moms extended family come from Chihuahua, and all the stories from “el Rancho” are nightmare worthy. 

“Te quiere dar dinero”/”He wants to give you money”

Damn!

"Any adult who feels some kind of arousal around those kids needs psychiatric help." You teach MS so perhaps you're talking about 11 year olds. But the story is about a 14 year old.

One thing that I find interesting is that nobody can actually agree on what the age of consent should be. Even within the US, it varies from 16 to 18. Here in the UK it's 16 (18 if the person you'd be sleeping with is "in a position of authority" like a teacher or foster carer), and I think that's about right, but a…

I see a lot puritanical moral outrage but nobody actually explains why it's metaphysically impossible for her to have consented. Pseudoscientific allusions to the fact that a 14 year old's brain is still developing aren't good enough. For one, everyone's brain changes their entire life - it never stops. Secondly,…

Not all rape victims are actually traumatized by their experiences. There's a really, really, really good chance that being raped will result in mental health issues, but it's not a definite thing.

I used to be a TA, and I had just finished grading a huge stack of final papers for my class. I piled them neatly on the floor next to my backpack for the next day. When I woke up, my dog had, of every god damned place in the whole house, taken a huge, juicy shit right on top of the stack of papers. The shit was so…

Okay. Let's get real.

CURRENT: shoulder hair. My bf is a hairy yeti-man and I have grown to covet his endless body fur. When we get down to business I can grab onto his hairy shoulders and when we cuddle I just kind of rub them and get all excited by the sensory awesomeness that is body hair. It's primal and it's soft and manly and boy…

I'm surprised it was Russia that invented the bank-controlled Cat Escort Service. You'd think it would have been Japan.

Hey, a picture of my nose, on Jezebel!

I come from a tiny town. A village, really, in the mountains. I mean, there were 500 people in my town. So, college was eye-opening enough; but after college I decided to open my mind even more and backpack around Europe with a friend for a couple of months. No agendas. Just a free, untethered, mountain goat.

Apologies in advance for the length, but I went on a month-long trip with the Worst Woman In The World, and it takes some time to relate. The trip in question an around-the-world backpacking extravaganza with some grad school friends to celebrate our graduation before settling down to real life. Three of the women…

INSANE BAD: I went to college far from home, so it required quite a bit of air travel. Once while trying to get back to college from winter break, my flight was cancelled at one of my layover stops. Shit happens, whatever. But it was in the mid-morning, so not the worst. I hunkered down at my new gate, which was in…

I boarded a train in Italy as a 9th grader on a family vacation without realizing that they didn't have bathrooms on the train.

This is the spooky story of when my friend and I got stranded on a road trip in a snow storm. We had been in traveling for spring break, and we were trying to make it back to our home city in time for classes to start in two days. The forecast showed snow, but we decided to strike out anyway because we're both from…

To preface, I am originally from Colombia.

The last leg of a cross-country trip, coast to coast by train. In the waiting room of Chicago's Union Station, I meet a couple who had just been on a talk show to accuse each other of cheating. He failed the polygraph, she was mad at him, and all three of us were about to board the same train.