We’d been dating for 6 months when I found out his first kiss was his mom. A mutual friend informed me of this rumor. I thought it was a joke, it had to be, of course. However, when I confronted him (a week or so later), he nonchalantly told me that when he was ELEVEN he wanted to know how to FRENCH kiss properly and asked his mother to demonstrate. That’s how he learned.

Aftermath: Ew! I broke it off immediately upon confirmation. WEIRD!

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