My boyfriend & I moved in together, and one night I came home late after work. The lights were on, music was blaring. I opened the bedroom door and found my boyfriend drunk and smoking in my neon pink bra and panties. He was singing his heart out to the Spice Girls!

—Lindsay

Aftermath: I pulled out my camera out of my purse & our relationship was over in a snap & a flash. After I dated him, I became a lesbian. So just remember life is full of surprises—just like the look on his face when I opened the door and just happened to have a camera in my purse.

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