I was 20 years old and dating a high school teacher in his early thirties. I jokingly remarked one morning that I was not much older than some of his students to which he replied, “I’m living vicariously through you because I can’t lay a hand on any of them.”
— Em
Aftermath: I bolted and never contacted him again.
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I came home and discovered that he had gotten drunk and decided to cut my 20 year old dog’s skin tags off with a kitchen knife and bandage him up with duct tape.
— Lo
Aftermath: The duct tape fell off and I came home the next day to the other dog licking his wounds. That was it for me.
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He announced he was still traumatized from being circumcised and he wanted to “grow it back.”
He spent every day with his tiny unit wrapped in surgical tape and popsicle sticks, with a lead weight dangling from it. Then he accused me of not wanting to have sex with him. Um, why would I?? He was lousy in bed anyway, even when he wasn’t wrapped like a mummy.
— Kat
Aftermath: I moved out. He emailed about a year later to tell me his little project was a success, but I told him that wasn’t an appropriate topic between us.
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He drove a 1960′s hearse, which I thought was awesome. He called me 4 times a day for 3 weeks, and inevitably he would try to convince me to have sex with him in his hearse.
— Creepy. Just creepy.
Aftermath: He was a virgin, and claimed that’s why his dad bought the vehicle for him.
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I knew it was over when boyfriend of 7 years came home from work and asked me: If I was to die, could he have me stuffed and mounted? He had the nerve to ask if he could drive me to the notary.
—No Stuffed Turkey
Postscript: No wonder he had all them mannequins.
