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 reached for a box of Cheez-Its. He implied I shouldn’t eat them. I said “Why not? You don’t seem to mind looking at my a**.” He grabbed one of my thighs, jiggled it, and said “It’s not your a** I’m worried about.”

— cheezitbabe

Aftermath: I broke up with him.

On on our first date as he drove around looking for a parking spot, an elderly couple was slow getting out of their spot, and he started screaming and swearing at them about how slow old people are. He finally gave up on them and proudly pulled into a handicapped parking space as he showed me that he has his “Granny’s” parking tag that he can use.

— MLJ

Aftermath: I was so embarrassed to be seen with this guy that I ended it quickly after that.

She noticed my grandma’s opal pendant, a family heirloom. She asked if she could borrow it. I said “Maybe someday, it’s really important to me.” Two and a half years later I give in and let her borrow it for a weekend. She breaks up with me over the phone that night and refused to see me ever again. Guess she got what she wanted.

— Heirloom

Aftermath: She tried to get back with me a few times but denies she has the pendant, despite running in to her and seeing it around her neck. I’m only allowed the satisfaction of denying her advances, but I’d rather have the heirloom.

It was great. Then one day he said, “We need to talk”—but then wouldn’t take my calls. So I went without any last words.

— Snake

Aftermath: It’s been two months and we still haven’t had the “talk.”