The day before Holy Saturday (Catholic boy here), we got into some heavy groping and nearly had sex at the place she was interning at. She called me on Tuesday and flipped out on me. She was diagnosed as bipolar and told me she didn’t like to take her medicine.

—Ernie

Aftermath: She stalked me over the internet and begged me to get back together with her two years after this happened. No thanks. I know women are psycho at times, but she was beyond the acceptable levels

One evening she invites me over for dinner. The evening was quite romantic, so she wanted to take it a step further. After messing around in the living room, we moved to the bedroom. As we proceeded to make love I noticed the closet door was opening. To my shock, her 13-year-old brother was sitting in the closet watching and eating a tub of popcorn!! When I freaked out she told me, “It’s OK I always let him watch!”

—Chris

Aftermath: Needless to say I was out of there and never heard from her again. Thank God!!

Went on two dates with her…just after we had sex, she rolled over and said, “Honey, I think we should get a dog.”

—johnnyV

Aftermath: She got her dog…by herself…

My date took me to his place of employment. It was there I discovered this 28-year-old man DJs at a college bar, while obscenely groping a blow-up doll, pouring watered-down hooch down girls’ throats, wearing graphic t-shirts, and screaming, “Who wants to get laid tonight??!!” I discovered this was also his 30-year plan. Yikes.

—Michelle

Aftermath: I, surprisingly, did not want to get laid that night. I did, however, take advantage of the open tab that was provided to me.

For my 40th birthday my husband bought me flannel pajamas. No surprise party, just the flannels. He said he heard me say I was cold one night. I think that is the first time he ever listened to anything I said.

—Glad I’m gone

Aftermath: I left the flannel pajamas in the middle of the bedroom floor when I left my cheating husband. Who wears pajamas anyway?