I’m actually a 48 year old woman with autism. I like myself just fine alone these days. And I’m shameless about my LOTR geekery :D

I was at my FB’s house one random Sunday afternoon and he was gathering all his laundry to drop off at the laundromat and I helped him take off his fitted sheet. I remember taking off one corner to reveal that his mattress had a giant blood stain on it. But the stain seemed SUPER old, and the rest of the mattress…

I wanted to say his taxidermied grandmother sitting in the corner but in reality he had a photo wall with pictures of all of his dearly departed pet Chihuahuas dressed up in costumes. He was 6"6' and the thought of him walking them on a leash was jarring.

Mine was a dude who was in his late thirties (I was barely 21) and had both an air mattress and an identical twin brother in their shared apartment. They would do like full on comedy bits together, like from vaudeville, but it’d be about how they went to some gas station and then fought over a cardboard display thing…

Fuck buddy makes this awfully specific so I don’t think I have a great one, but:

Oh my god, my favorite fear street story was this crazy ass one where a girl is being haunted by a ghost who claims he killed her, and he won’t leave her alone. And then they fall in love, but then it turns out he’s from the future and that it was his present day self she was forced to kill after he broke into her…

while Stephen King and Michael Crichton rested on shelves too high for our stubby fingers to reach.

LOL.....i forgot about RH doing that episode.....

I gave a commencement speech at my high school graduation and some idiots inflated a huge beach ball and played with it and the principal had to stop my speech in the middle, yell at the students, and ask me to continue. Back at home at our family party, my evil older brother kept replaying that part of the recording…

Did her mother frequent any diners, drive-ins and/or dives last year?

THE UNHERALDED EROTICISM OF BLACKSMITHING 

I feel this story deep in my bones.

When I was about 15, so maybe 1996(?), I was in Florence, Italy at the height of summer. I was a chubby, out of shape teen, and had just climbed a truly epic set of stairs to the top of some famous building. I was sweating as only a chubby American with a 12-minute mile time in gym can do, and gasping for air. The…

Jem. I loved Jem. A lot. I also liked He-Man. My parents bought me He-Man stuff and ignored the Jem obsession. Still, still surprised when I came out. He-Man didn’t help, he was kind of hot.

I cannot stress this enough. If these two do not bone, I may cry. Just let him love you before you both die Brienne!!

I rate it as plausible. We all have celebrity doubles. I mean look at Lizzie McGuire. She looked exactly like Italian pop star Isabella EXCEPT Isabella had dark hair.  If Isabella has a loser double, why can’t Hannah Montana?

more like kit lackofharington, amirite?

Agreed! Cabot is my favorite, followed by Barba and then Novak.

We would get along great. The undercover-in-a-women’s-prison episode is in my top 10 favorites. The list also includes the Yates arc, a couple of the William Lewis episodes, and an early ep in which Jim Gaffigan guest stars as a creepy sex offender with bad teeth.