He was afraid the homemade cookies I brought him would make him fat and said he would toss them as soon as I left but not before adding, “No, I’ll pee on them first.”

— Amy

Aftermath: This story gets me sympathy.

My prom date and I were playing a board game. I was winning so she threw the board across the room and started crying. While trying to console her she got mad and kicked me in the mouth.

— Justin

Aftermath: I got a new prom date.

We were cuddling and he was telling me stories about his kids.  He asked why I never talked about my son who had died at 12. I started telling him a story and two sentences in he was snoring. I threw his pants at him and tossed him out the door.

— Mars

Aftermath: Never talked to him again.

I caught her in a cheap motel with a co-worker. Her mom was in another room with a friend of the co-worker.

— Sap

Aftermath: Divorced

We were at a bus stop. Every time an African-American would drive by she would say, “N*****” (said it like Ni-guh) in a deep voice.

— Arturo

Aftermath: I walked across the street and got on a bus going the opposite direction. I’m mixed-race.