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"Humor is what binds humans together and makes difficult times just a little less painful; Sometimes you can't help but laugh. "
My Worst Date Story: Bulgogi, Barf, & Bae . Top Story - January 2018.
Strap in, folks. This is going to get wholesome (and gross). *** It was a dark and stormy night... Just kidding, it was a mind-numbingly normal and boring night. Couldn't have been less interesting if it tried, in fact. I was laying in bed on a Saturday night, and I'm pretty sure I had only gotten up that day to pee and eat. I wasn't depressed or anything, just lazy.
By Chelsea B. Kendrick8 years ago in Humans
The Winners and Losers From Elementary School Graduation
I was in fifth grade; tall, smart, studious and athletic. I loved to swim, had a few really close friends, good grades, and a happy family to go home to everyday. My parents kept my busy with swim class, after school activities and a brother and sister each to chase after constantly, but despite all that, I was a daydreamer. I loved music and was actively playing piano as well as just beginning to write my own songs at the time. I was a happy kid, and life was easy. This is the story of one of the fondest memories of my childhood.
By Delilah Jayde8 years ago in Humans
That Date
It was September 2014 and I was only 15 years old. I myself had never been on a "proper" date and I really liked this girl I had met at a musical competition. I honestly didn't even think she liked me back but I asked her out anyways and she was immediately asking where I wanted to go and when or what we were gonna do. I hadn't even thought of what we were going to do initially I was waiting to see what she would be interested in divulging in with me. We talked it over and she decided she had some cool places she wanted to show me in the town she lived in. I agreed and sure enough a week later both our parents and ourselves met at and ice cream shop called Sugarbear Shop. First her mother was upset because my dad and I "took too long" to show up. (Keep in mind we lived 45 minutes away from where she did.) She then also brought her little Jack Russel Terrier whom which bit me when I tried to pet because I adore any dog I see. To which her mother replied a chuckle and "he's just playing." She insisted she have my phone number but I hadn't ever have service on my phone. She got angry at my dad for not making sure she could get a hold of me, while her daughter had a perfectly fine phone. She just refused to contact us though. Anyways, my dad was over it and we were too so we went in and bought some ice cream. We made sure to slip out the door on the opposite side of the building to avoid her mother and made our way to the boardwalk across the street. So we're walking, talking, laughing, having a good time and we're making our way to the backside of this cafe so she could show me a waterfall she had seen before. We passed underneath a bridge and I, being edgy as hell, stopped and used the sharpie I had with me to write "butts" on the concrete. I thought we had been alone but someone in the cafe decided they didn't like what I was doing and yelled at me not to damage property. We decided to bolt before they could come outside and yell more. While we were scurrying I climbed a concrete wall and lost my shoe in the water. To retrieve it I had to carefully climb out on this ledge over the water so I could hook it with my toes and get it back. Then we had to run into the woods to avoid getting caught by the person on foot behind us. After that we ended up going into the woods and seemingly anytime I tried to kiss her I ran into a tree or spider web, so I gave up. We were walking along and we heard hooves before I almost got slammed by a giant doe. She said something along the lines of "Look at that deers." I could never get over the silly mistake I kept repeating it to her and making fun. This took like an hour of time so we were walking along and I announced that a slushie sounded good. She and I found a gas station and bought some slushies. We were strolling along and I tried to lean over and kiss her but I lost my grip on the slushie I was holding and it hit her in the boob and broke spilling it all over her from knee to toe. Then I tripped and rolled down the hill we were on into a herd of geese. There was slushie on her and goose shit on myself. Needless to say, I called my dad on her phone and had him come get me. I apologized for all the dumb shit that happened and told her regardless I liked spending time with her. She said she needed to go because it was chilly and the slushie drenched her feet, so I kissed her cheek and we separated. Later that night she texted me and told me that we needed to see each other again and that's when we went on the date in the photo above. It was much nicer than the first time around.
By Corry Jaye8 years ago in Humans
My Worst Date Ever
So, I was asked to sum up my worst date. So here goes. It started with me getting comp tickets to my old Theatre Company's show of Hairspray. I knew a friend of mine had been into me for a while (years), so I figured why not ask him and see where it goes because he's really nice and smart and I like his tattoos.
By Katie Werthmann8 years ago in Humans
My Worst First Date, or Why You Should Never Trust the Bank
$177.86 was the ultimate price I paid (literally) in order to get home from the streets of Brooklyn on a cold February night back in 2016. While this tale is a #WorstDateStory, I want to preface that the date itself was, for the most part, fine. This is more of a cautionary tale to those using mass transit to reach their dating destination. Do not make the same mistake I did, or else you'll never that $178 ever again.
By Dylan Gonzalez8 years ago in Humans
5 Things Guys Will Never Admit To
Guys are funny creatures. Where women wear their hearts and emotions on their sleeves, men have a tendency to keep feelings and habits more hidden. I am not trying to stereotype at all, I am just speaking from my 34 years of life and the many men I have grown up with and met along the way. It could be something as silly as admitting to watching chick flicks to something more personal like how often they cry, but either way men rarely offer this information on a platter for all to know. It's hard enough to get basic truthful facts out of some men let alone possibly embarrassing personal confessions. Well guess what my lovely male specimens, Jus L'amore is here to enlighten the women of the world of the adorable little secrets you hold so close to your heart.
By Jus L'amore8 years ago in Humans
Reverse Harem (Pt.1)
Some people will say that my life was pretty great. I have an A-average in high school, a college degree, currently a working girl at The Smoothie Shack, oh and most importantly, somehow I manage to get every guy in Seaside Heights, New Jersey on my arm. Yeah, everyone says that I have it all, and nearly everything I can ever want! I guess that is true; to them at least. I was never really anything special to look at. But still, I do not see how all of this attention is a good thing. In fact, it drives me crazy. The last thing I want to do is to get caught up in other people’s feelings, but lately, it seems that the only feelings I am getting caught up in are my own…
By Robyn Welborne8 years ago in Humans
