He told me that he was a warlock and had magical powers.

—Christy

Aftermath: After I heard this, I stayed as far away from this man as possible.

I walked out of my house to find a letter on my car wherein he wrote that he could not continue the relationship any longer because Jesus told him it was wrong.

—Kate

Aftermath: I didn’t think the letter warranted a response. I heard he is now married. Hopefully Jesus approves.

About two months into the relationship, we were cuddling on the couch watching “Monty Python” and he spilled a glass of ice water on me. I yelled at him for being a klutz. After drying off, I came back in the room and apologized. He forgave me, and gave me a comforting hug. A few minutes later, when I pointed out how sweet he was, he told me that he knew I can’t help what I say because of the chip the government has implanted in my brain.

—Atta

Aftermath: I’m an assertive girl, but assertion doesn’t work with crazies. I told him I was going to backpack Europe and left. He sent me several long emails and a few tearful voicemails, but I didn’t respond.

We met more than a quarter of hundred years ago. We were the first sexual partners to each other. Later I realized he is a very fetishistic type, who loves the pervert sex culture a little, and the most disgusting things that make me puke. For example: To cum on women’s different body parts (ears, armpits, feet). Now, I hate him very well.

—Répa

Aftermath: We kept contact and sometimes had sex with each other, because we were still living in the same body…

After walking in to my apartment and glancing at my lava lamp she asked, “Is that real lava?”

—Jeremy

Aftermath: We made out and I dumped her a week later.