wow you are a SAINT

Well, they do now that you've told the entire world. THANKS A LOT, LINDA. You've ruined it for the rest of us sneak-poopers.

I'm in the unique position of not cringing one bit at this. Because as of yet I haven't heard a poop-related hookup story worse than my own.

Breaking up can't even be enough in a situation like this. Did you sue for emotional damages??

Oh God...This story brings SO many memories. Here it goes:

I love the shit out of you for your perfect Georgia Nicholson reference. She was like Bridget Jones but with funnier sequels.

I wish I had known that one time I had a dude over and we just cuddled because I had really bad gas but refused to use the bathroom in the presence of someone I liked from LiveJournal.

only bang a guy with a downstairs bathroom.

This sounds like grownup Georgia Nicolson and I love it.

The two stories I have to tell are NOT supernatural. However they absolutely terrified my 31 year old bones. So as not to bore, I'll post one at a time. Apologies in advance if you find it boring but that day I saw the inhumanity of nature in the form of my own intended destruction.

That is spooky as hell, but I'm almost more suspicious of the old lady who had apparently been seeing it for several DAYS and didn't call the police. If that were me, I would a, call the police first, and b, NOT KNOCK ON THE DOOR OF A PERSON WHO SEEMINGLY LEFT A DEAD BODY DANGLING IN THE LIVING ROOM FOR DAYS.

The night my mother died I was at an honor band. Dinner break was at 6, and with traffic we got to Burger King around 6:15. She died of a massive heart attack driving herself to the hospital at approximately 6:30, which was when I was getting a drink from the fountain machine. I remember hearing "JACOB!", as if…

About 10 years ago, my husband and I were doing the living apart during the week, seeing each other on the weekends thing as he had moved to Atlanta to start a new job and I was about 2 hours away in S.C. getting the house ready to sell and wrapping up my job while looking for work in Atlanta. So every other weekend,…

I apologize in advance for being bad at summarizing. The td;dr version is that I lived in an actively haunted apartment and had to go to the spiritual authorities to have an exorcism of the place performed.

I grew up in the mid west my whole life, jumping around from house to house in the same state. For the majority of my childhood, I lived in a small, white house with a green roof. It was old and not in the best condition, but it was the best my parents could do at the time.

My girlfriend, Sue, and I moved into a new apartment 7 years ago, and we had a couple of cats (Rusty and Delilah). Sue said a few times about how our bedroom gave her a strange feeling, and made her feel weak, but I didn't really pay much attention. One day I was playing with Rusty and I threw a treat into the…

I'm home alone right now and extremely effing scared from reading too many of these stories, so I'm going to post my own as a sort of palate cleanser. It isn't frightening, thank god, but it remains one of the most surpassingly strange things I've ever experienced.

I had a cat. A black cat. It was not your ordinary black cat. Her name was Natasha. At the time we lived in Laurel Maryland in a 3-story garden apartment that overlooked an elementary school. To prevent Natasha from jumping from the third-floor balcony to go catting around, which she occasionally did, I got into the…

I got this. When i was about 14, i had a nightmare one night about a young ghost girl. In the dream, the ghost came up to my friend and i while we played in our yard and started screaming "help me help me" over and over. I woke up immediately and noticed that I was covered in sweat so bad I literally felt like I was…

Girl, I'm gonna need to see that photo :)