He giggled after sex. And not just a little, it was pretty hearty giggling like someone just told the funniest damn joke…and it last for about 5 minutes. It was some kind of “tick” that he had. He couldn’t control it and it happened to him every time.

—No Sense of Humor

Aftermath: I tried to give it a shot, he was a nice guy & I didn’t want to be shallow. But I couldn’t take it. A couple weeks & few more “giggle” sessions later, I stopped responding. It was just too weird!

So I got drunk and f***ed this guy on our second date. He kept telling me he loved me and tried to get me to tell him I loved him, which was a bonerkiller like you would not believe. I had to threaten to put my pants on and go home before he would shut up. Right after we finished, he asked “Wasn’t that the best orgasm you’ve ever had?” I was irritated enough to answer, truthfully, that it had not been, at which point he got really pouty.

—Amelie

Aftermath: Immediately started avoiding the hell out of him, although he continued to drunk-dial for almost a year. Wow, seeing this in writing makes me way more embarrassed about this.

When I heard him snorting up in the bathroom. Later in the relationship, he got mad at me because I didn’t set up an appointment for him to start seeing a drug counselor. (He was driving freight trucks and sitting on his ass for hours waiting and doing nothing, but I was supposed to set up an appointment for him while I was at my office job. Yeah, right.)

—jhordie

Aftermath: It was way too long for me to realize he wasn’t going to give it up, but I am gladly away from that now.

Everything was going fine until she gained about 25-lbs. I was willing to go with it, until she started complaining about how said weight made her look fat. Near the end, she was literally crushing my goods when she was on top. I should have won an Oscar for those performances.

—AznInvasion2k

Aftermath: The relationship lasted for another 5 lbs, then I was in actual fear that I would lose my ability to procreate through the constant abuse.

After a year and a half of being on-and-off, he called to let me know he wasn’t ready to lose me…or the woman two decades older than me that he had begun seeing.

—Stormy

Aftermath: It lasted as long as it took me to hang up the phone.