I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her...I can’t wait for the new season to start.

I just remembered the scene where Rachel pawned the heirloom ring that her mom gave her and have made myself completely angry at that character all over again. In my current rage I can’t even remember if she got it back.

Rae is bae.

Rachel Bloom is a national treasure

Sinister precisely BECAUSE he kept acting like it wasn’t weird. Like he was turned on by high heels or something.

HOW CAN ANYONE BE NONCHALANT ABOUT THIS?!?!?! Holy crap. That is terrifying and no no no no no no no no absolutely not. Not ok, not at all. Fucking christ!

Winner winner, chicken dinner.

holy shit. this is the first story that actually made my blood run cold. humans are far more frightening than anything paranormal.

Uhhhhh there’s nothing okay about telling someone about your violent fetish after you’ve isolated them in your home. If he was really in touch with his kink in a healthy way, he would have known that.

Former Chicagoan confirming: Chicago is haunted AF.

Yikes, serial killer in the making, creepy.

Oh my god! That reminded me of one of the creepiest things that ever happened to me - I was sleeping at a new boyfriend’s apartment for the first time, and I woke up to see a little man, troll-like, staring at me. Trying to process in my sleep haze I just stared back, until he grabbed my arm and bit it! I kinda…

What the fuck, Hamburger.

ALWAYS LISTEN TO ANIMALS. (They are smarter than we are about these things.)

This particular story completely splits my listeners. Some of my friends are horrified; my brother became furious at ME (in a protective sort of way) when I told him it; but still others don’t see it as a big deal, or at least, do not find it the least alarming. In a few cases, people are quick to defend the non-scary…

This isn’t my story, personally, but it’s one that has kicked around my family for so long that it definitely feels like it’s mine. It’s been told and re-told, but I do think that the central details are very solid.

Okay, so this may not be the scariest story ever, and none of you will ever see it because I’m as gray as they come, but it is 100% true and you can make of it what you will.

Here’s a fresh one from summer 2016.

At least you are well positioned for getting the shit scared out of you.

Every goddamn year, I open this story LIKE A SUCKER while I’m on the toilet pooping. And now I’m afraid to move.