Bad dates suck. But letâ€™s face it, after a certain length of time, they can be pretty funny in retrospect. In honor of the grand tradition of laughing uproariously at disastrous dates, weâ€™re taking submissions for The Bad Date Hall Of Fame. Send yours to firstname.lastname@example.org â€“ and if we publish yours, weâ€™ll send you a pair of Frisky underpants. After the jump, a bad date keeps his apartment under lockdown — find out what’s he hiding. Keep reading »
Don’t these giant cement blocks remind you of the walls in your elementary school gym? I wonder if anyone got a detention for drawing this…
Have you seen graffiti that’s kind of sweet (even if it is against the law)? Send us a pic at email@example.com. Keep reading »
I was the kind of kid who never had my friends over to my house to play or for sleepovers because I would get really stressed out about entertaining them and making sure they had a good time. Even now I sort of dread having overnight guests or visitors from out of town — even my own family! — not because I don’t, like, love them and want to see them, but because I get serious anxiety over making sure they have THE BEST TIME EVER. I have a birthday party every year, sure, but do not for a second doubt that I have a knot in my stomach about people showing up until I get good and drunk. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that I have loads of anxiety about planning a wedding that is both friggin’ awesome for me and the feef, but for our guests as well. So why not elope and save myself the gray hairs and crippling anxiety? Because I truly want to have a huge bash surrounded by our friends and family; I want to wear a pretty dress I will never wear again; I want a professional photographer to take our picture and airbrush out the three zits on my face that never go away; I want to have the kind of party that really embodies who the feef and I are.
I want to have a wedding, damn it. There. I said it. Keep reading »
Why does that busted butter face on the second floor have a boyfriend and I don’t? Why canâ€™t beautiful and successful women seem to find love? Why canâ€™t I win an eBay auction? It all has to do with game theory. â€œStrong biddersâ€ like Cameron Diaz know they have got it going on, so they hold out for incredible, perfect offers. While â€œweak biddersâ€ (you know who Iâ€™m talking about, cough, Brandon Davis), know theyâ€™re not strong contenders, so they tend to be super aggressive to compensate. This is how the fugs get the love — they take what they can get. So, just like in the work place, when it comes to romance, youâ€™ve got to be assertive if you want to get what you deserve. Mystery solved. [Slate] Keep reading »
He apparently attracts his girlfriends’ ex-boyfriends like the plague. Now he can get you yours! But you’ll have the best results, if you sleep with him. [Craigslist] Keep reading »