I've read most of the stories people have posted. This is the best one hands down.

Thanks for being so honest about it. Sexual attraction is weird thing. It doesn't really align with society's conventional views of "normality" or "civility" or "progress." It's deeply biological.

I think we're all cave men/women deep…

His name was Javier and I met him when I worked at the bookstore in college. He was super hot, but that's because all he cared about in the world was his body. Good for him! Good for him. But between working out and moisturizing and hair care and trimming and and and, there was...not much left. But super hot and…

Now that is an above-and-beyond response. How cool that she even included a book recommendation and the mission patch. What treasures!

I wrote a letter to Robert Englund (Freddy Krueger) complimenting him for being my favorite horror movie star (I was 7 or 8. My upbringing was questionable).

My mum once wrote to the author Bill Bryson because she laughed so much at one of his books that I thought she was crying because she missed my recently deceased dad and I spent half an hour panicking about it. He sent a lovely handwritten postcard back apologizing.

My best one has to be last year, when I was in my friend Dave's wedding (not his real name). The wedding itself went fine, except for when the lights flickered in the church during the vows and everyone freaked out and the bride's grandmother wanted to start the vows over.

Excuse you? The politically correct term for our people is "half-gays", everyone* knows this.

Just gimme a Hawkeye movie based on the current comic, right?

This isn't insane, but still one of my fondest travel memories.

I have several, but let's start with the happy one.

My housemates have a couple of cats. They're indoor outdoor cats but they're nice enough cats. One night, I was working my way through a bottle of white wine, a joint, and a box of twinkies. (I was coming off a nasty break up, ok? Don't judge me.) I was, in a rare…

Ahhh I have a skunk story. This happened a couple of years ago and it was my first encounter with a skunk ever in my life. Because of this occurrence and the two times my dogs have been sprayed by them, I loathe skunks. I think they're horrid little animals.

I was 3. An adorable 3 year old with a bucket of chips on an adventure with her loving family to the local wildlife sanctuary. Engrossed in my bucket of chips, while wandering through the free range enclosure I felt a "peck" from behind to my shoulder. Non plussed I continued on. The rest of my family had reached the…

A few years back, I was doing field research in a tiny village in Guatemala. I was staying with a very friendly Mayan family, settling in very nicely, but there was one major problem: Culito the rooster. Culito had no concept of time, and was very possibly suffering from some avian neurological disorder, because he…

I (a city raised kid) was out with my family on my aunt's farm when I was about 3 or 4. My mom was in the house with the other grownups and I came running into the house screaming bloody murder. The grownups are all, what the hell, and I finally manage to get out, "Mommy, a slug is chasing me!" My mother tells that…

A few years ago, in my free-wheeling salad days, I spent a few months backpacking through China before travelling down into northern Pakistan to teach English for six months. It was such a great adventure. I spoke about ten words of Mandarin, but man, I had fun. I especially loved Xinjiang, in the far west of China,…

I'm one of those crazies that's completely unafraid of all types of animals. Not stupidly unafraid—I retain a healthy sense of respect for things that could sting, squish, poison, chomp, or strangle me—but there's nothing out there that'll make me squeal with fear or freeze up like a scared rabbit. I mean, spiders and…

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