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Seconded. Chris Pratt is a Chris second and a Pratt first. He belongs grouped with the likes of Speidi and not with Pine, Evans, and Hemsworth.

I found him charming in Hail, Caesar! If Hollywood were more open to doing throwbacks to the golden age of the movie musical, it could certainly be his niche. And I halfway think he might have been able to pull off La La Land.

sorry just need to represent here for scorpios who are totally chill and would never overshare and generally be weird about their significant others on national television.

I’m with you, Jasmine. Channing Tatum seems like a nice guy and there’s definitely some charm there, but physically he does absolutely nothing for me. Jenna Dewan is gorgeous.

I didn’t. I figured they’d get married, then divorced 6 months (or less) later. I actually think it’s pretty mature of them to recognize that maybe they need to put the brakes on this now rather than later.

Who will get custody of Piggy Smalls?

He’d get picked off before he even got past Venus and taken back for a pick 6.

My house is in a heavily forested area and relatively remote. It’s a place where people might take a camping trip into the forest for the weekend and then freshen up and have brunch in town on Sunday.

Sorry, this turned out longer than expected. It’s not creepy in the way typical horror stories are, but it’s a story I’ve always wanted to share, and this seems like an appropriate enough forum. My story takes place spring 2000. I was 17 and going through a rough time. One of my older brothers had unexpectedly passed

Whoah.

Hello! I’m a little late to the game so this may get buried under all the amazing and creepy stories here. But I wanted to at least share mine.

When I was around ten years old, I had some friends at my house for a sleep-over. My parents were out for the evening, so we were in the care of my Noni, my Italian grandmother, who divided her time living with us and my two aunts. We decided to play with a Ouija board and scare ourselves. We huddled in my bedroom, tur

Hi Frida,

Medium creepy story, but very affecting part of my life...

I feel the exact same way - only it’s both mirrors and windows, for me. So of course, when I was 15 my grandparents decided to build their own house which was basically 85% window in the main living area.

When I wanted something from the kitchen at night, I’d keep my eyes locked on my feet until I made it to the

Wow I finally have a contribution!

My cousin’s father passed away when he was a young teenager, it was tragic, but his mother remarried a wonderful man and life moved on as life tends to do.

They say everybody has a phobia, mine is pretty weird. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been terrified of mirrors in dark rooms. I avoid entering them if I can, and if I must be in one, you couldn’t pay me enough to open my eyes before the lights go on. I have no mirrors in my bedroom, and I’ve even been known to co

When I was I maybe 10th grade I visited a friend at her boarding school in southern Germany. The school was for kids of Americans abroad, mostly as missionaries, and was just outside a small town in the Black Forest. I don’t remember the name of the town but it was strait out of a fairy tale (the original ones, with

One time, late at night, I saw a person eat a mayonnaise and banana sandwich.