Years ago I had a classmate who seemed rather off. You know when you can just tell something's wrong, when you get that feeling in your gut about someone? That's your intuition talking. You should probably trust it. Anyway, I avoided this classmate for the most part, only speaking with them when we had to work together on in-class assignments. And years later, I learned that he was arrested for stalking several young women. Suddenly, all of those weird feelings I had struggled with made so much more sense.
After Redditor IlIl_IlI0101IlIIIL asked the online community, "Who was the creepiest person you've ever seen or met?" people shared their stories.
"I was at the public library..."
I was at the public library about four years ago doing schoolwork and a man came up and sat down at my table, staring at me. After easily ten minutes, he asked me why I was wearing gold headphones (cheap but fun gold colored headphones) and then informed me that the royals back in Medieval times used to make the peasants dig for gold because they were actually supernatural entities who ate it.
By this point I'm shooting "help me" eyes at the librarians, who all ignore me. He talks for a bit longer and then PULLS OUT A MASK - like something you would wear on Halloween and puts it on. Sits there, staring at me.
Library security officer finally kicks him out because he refused to take the mask off. I leave the library easily two hours later and he's outside, waiting. He follows me about a block before I pull out my phone and threaten to call the police on him. He calls me a b!tch and walks away.
"They stopped there..."
Few years ago, I was in a new city for some official work. The first night, I was just walking on the road, roaming around after the city slept. So I was walking up in this empty road and I saw a girl walking towards a bus stand in opposite direction. Dark empty road with minimal street light, just enough to see whether the person is girl or boy. Two dudes, following her. She stopped at the bus stop. These guys just looking at her and following her. As I came close by, she was looking at me once and at them.
Everything normal and the guys standing just a few meters away. I saw her and she looked at me with these big tears eyes. I stood there scared s***less that what those guys may do but I made it a point to stay there with her. They made some calls. Just then a city bus came and she boarded it. The guys also start walking towards the bus so I start walking straight towards them, fast and with angry face. They stopped there while the bus left. The girl just mouthed thank you from the bus window. I started walking away again towards my hotel. Guys followed me for one street but then left I suppose.
"I decide to do some of my own research..."
A teacher at my school. This guy had to be at least in his late 60's or early 70's. He was the stagecraft teacher. Really thin lanky guy with a face that just looked like he was going to be trouble. I fought off my initial bad feelings, because hey, don't judge a book by its cover.
Well, Christmas time rolls around. We have a big play and I'm on a team that is building Christmas Future. I'm one of the hand puppeteers. We all form a semi circle, myself , another girl (referred to as A), another boy, a female teacher, and the male teacher (I'll refer to him as H).
Well, as we are talking, we are the only people on stage. Nobody else in the building. This guy slowly runs his hand down my back and touches my butt. I quickly back away, stunned at what happened. I'm a junior and have not a clue as what to do. After, I go and talk to A, who is frantic, telling me she saw the whole thing. I go home and tell my dad. Well, he is pretty upset.
We go and talk to the principal. He nods, saying that he will take our concern seriously. Then he says that he will go and monitor the teacher. Sounds good in my book. Well, by this, he means that he will tell H that hes going to watch what he does. No firing, because I'm just one student and they don't have enough evidence.
Flash forward and now girls are walking in pairs, as well as some guys. H continues to stare me down and watch me. I'm grossed out. Then comes to dress rehearsal. He walks into the female changing room. Thankfully we are all dressed, but this went up and over the top. Multiple people reported him. But he didnt get fired. Because H was a friend of the principal.
I decide to do some of my own research now. After googling this guys name, turns out he has a small cult revolving around him. Yes, a cult. Reported it to my therapist, teacher and a few others. He gets fired by a higher up in the district. Grossest I've ever felt and by far the creepiest thing to happen to me.
"A creepy dude came in..."
Once I was working and the coworker that was there that day was on lunch, so I was completely alone (it was a small business).
A creepy dude came in and basically cornered me, getting inches from me, talking about how hot I was, how he wanted to hook up, etc. I nervously told him I had a boyfriend and to please not talk to me like that. He did the generic "well he doesn't have to know" response. Eventually, I was able to get behind the counter and he stopped following me and left.
About a week later, I was walking home from work because I didn't have a car at the time, and there he was. He spots me and tries to follow me home. Scared the hell out of me. Called my boyfriend at the time and he quickly came to pick me up and yelled at the dude.
I ended up seeing his mugshot online, looked up his criminal record and he had a whole load of harassment, domestic abuse.
"I used to work in the mental health field..."
I used to work in the mental health field. One of my clients was a necrophiliac (someone who likes to get down with corpses). He was a middle aged, morbidly obese man who always wore the same pair of white overalls and a straw hat. He insisted on being called "Farmer Ted" (and his name wasn't even Ted). Definitely the nastiest, creepiest guy you could ever meet, and no I'm not making this up.
"Not long after..."
Some random guy who approached me one morning and asked me out. He gave me major creepy vibes, I'd seen him hanging around outside my building for a while and this was the first time he'd spoken to me.
Not long after, I woke up to an intruder in my bedroom. I can't be certain it was the same man, because it was too dark too see the intruder's face clearly enough, but there was enough similarity that it was definitely possible that it was the same guy, and the guy who'd been hanging around disappeared after the break-in, never saw him again. Prior to that I'd seen him often enough that I thought he'd moved into one of the buildings along that stretch of the road. The fact that he then disappeared was suspicious.
"I transported a cannibal..."
I transported a cannibal once when I was an extradition officer. He said he wanted to eat me so I bought him a pepperoni pizza and told him he could pretend it's me.
"We both stood there..."
I was out early doing my morning walk and I saw this guy appear out of the bushes. At first I just thought that he maybe a gardener or something and I was just seeing it from a weird angle. I kept walking, but took out one headphone so I could hear. I made a turn down my street and casually glanced over my shoulder to see where he was- which was crossing the street over to my side. He started picking up the pace and I thought about running but for some reason I turned all the way around so I was facing him and firmly yelled "CAN I HELP YOU?!" We both stood there staring at each other, I basically told myself subconsciously not to back down so I took a step towards him- he turned around and walked back across the street.
"It took me a long time..."
My ex boyfriend. When we got together I of course got no bad vibes from him. My parents, on the other hand, hated him from the get-go. I was 14 and he was 16. He had a knife collection and a really creepy obsession with the occult. (I like occult imagery and the general aesthetic, but he was really into it. Like believed in black magic and s***)
Over the course of our relationship (1 1/2 years) he repeatedly emotionally abused me (and occasionally physically). Towards the end of the relationship, I was sure he would kill me. I was 16, and totally confident that one day he would murder me. Once, I was at his house and his parents weren't home. I jokingly asked what was in his wardrobe, as all of his clothes were on the floor. He said "bodies". I laughed, and he said "and I'll put yours in there too." Even though it was a joke, I was instantly terrified. I started crying and had a severe panic attack. His sister came home and told him off, but she thought I was weird because I was such a highly strung, anxious person so she didn't think much of it. One of the last times I went to his house, we were home alone. I suddenly was just so scared to be alone with him, that I pretended to be sick. I called my parents and got them to come pick me up.
It took me a long time to gain friends back after we broke up, as he had isolated me from all of them. They all told me how creepy he was, and how much they didn't like us being together.
That was now almost 7 years ago. I've been with my current partner for 5 years, and they are the sweetest person I've ever met. I still suffer from severe PTSD. Recently, my ex turned up at my work, and around the corner from my house. I should have seen his true self from the start.
"He showed up with a wild look in his eye..."
Met a guy through a through a co-worker. He seemed nice, a little shy, a bit nerdy. Like me. So we hung out for a few weeks, park visits, lunch dates, talked on the phone, nothing serious or sexy at all. Just getting to know each other. So one day, I invited him over to my apartment for lunch, as we both had our lunch break at the same time. I got us some sub sandwiches and figured we'd eat on the deck and have a nice visit.
He showed up with a wild look in his eye and a grocery bag full of magazines. He said, "I brought something over for us." Mind you, we hadn't even kissed or held hands or talked sexy at all. The bag was full of hardcore dungeon porn. Now, I'm not shaming a kink here but he way misread the audience. I kind of laughed and said nty, I'm on my lunch break.
He went OFF, screaming at me about how I know I want it, how I was a horrible person and a piece of s***. Stunned, I ran out of my house and banged on my neighbor's door. Thankfully, the guy was home and quickly came to my aid. He walked me back to my apartment and told crazy dude to leave and not come back. Crazy dude took his bag of porn, BOTH sandwiches and stormed out.
He called me a few times and harassed me on social media until I blocked him. My nice neighbor stayed on the lookout for me until I moved away a few months later. I told co-worker about what happened and she felt so bad, she had no idea how crazy that guy was.
"The final straw..."
One of the first guys I ever met in college was the biggest creep of all time. He was - and I'm not exaggerating - obsessed with me, in a really scary way. We were both involved in the music department so I had to interact with him almost every day. At first I thought he was just being nice and maybe a little flirty. He'd go out of his way to talk to me. But things started to get weird. He'd go out of his way to be physically close to me. He'd stand next to me and just stare. I very clearly remember one day I wore a t-shirt with a bunch of writing on the back. He asked me to turn around to see what it said, so I did. I stood there for a few seconds and I felt his finger trickle down my back. I jumped and said, "Dude, what are you doing?!" He just stared at me and walked away.
I hoped that would be the end of his creepiness but unfortunately it wasn't. He started asking me out and I always politely declined. He asked me multiple times regardless of the fact that I made it very clear that I "only saw him as a friend."
The final straw was when he told me he'd kill himself if I didn't go out with him. I panicked and felt scared, so I told the college's equivalent of a guidance counselor what happened. He ended up leaving the school a few weeks later. I don't know if he was forcefully removed or if he dropped out, but either way I was incredibly relieved that he was gone.
"He turns to the rest of us..."
This one time back in high school, me and a few friends (all of us 16, male) spent a Sunday at Venice Beach. Right before it got dark we decided to take some birds (electric scooters) over to the Pier. Once we got there and walked around for a while, this older looking man stared at us from about 30 feet away and began to walk over. From the distance we saw him at he seemed like a normal guy, but as he got closer you could instantly tell he was homeless and probably a drug addict or alcoholic.
Initially he starts off with some casual conversation about where we're from, and what we're doing there tonight. We were four guys, so we weren't worried about what he could do to us. We went along with what he was asking and even snuck in a few jokes to f*** with him a bit.
After about three or four minutes of talking to this guy he stops the conversation in it's tracks and asks us all a question: whether or not we'd want to kill some people tonight. The question completely threw me off, and sent the tingling fear sensation throughout my body. Before any of us could answer that insane f****** question, one of my friends speaks up and flat out said "no, that's crazy". This guy begins to get upset and starts calling my friend a p*ssy. Says that he doesn't have any balls, and that'd he'd really love to f*** him up. Then he starts to remark on the way he looks, his height, and everything else.
He turns to the rest of us after flaming the f*** out of my friend and asks again "do you guys want to go and kill some people tonight?". All of said that we weren't going to kill anyone, and kind of "politely" declined. Non of us could predict what he'd do if we said the wrong thing, and I'm happy we all internalized that thought process because everybody decided to defuse the situation as gently as possible.
The guy ended up walking away, and as soon as he did I dialed the cops. They sent over a patrol car to take our statement on what happened. We gave the officers a description and told them what he said to us. I have no idea where that guy is now, but I hope he's either locked up in prison or getting psychiatric help.
"I was at a park..."
I was at a park with my kids. A man was jogging behind us and acting goofy like dancing and hopping around. He came up to us and tried to make small talk. He was an older man. Then he started asking about my kids. He said "I like them this age." And was quick to add "But I won't date anyone until they're 18 of course."
I never left any place so fast and never went back. Guy was creeping on my kids right to my face! That was probably almost 10 years ago and I'm still angry about it.
"I got to talking to him..."
I'm a cop in a violent city. On reflection, I'm a bit surprised that nobody really stands out. In my experience, most really violent people are pretty goddamn mundane when you sit down with them.
We had a guy that was killing neighborhood cats with a pellet gun. When he had a few corpses, he'd sort of arrange them along the alley near the rear of his home. We figured out who he was and I was there when we went to seize his guns.
I got to talking to him, and found out that, in his adult life, he'd legally changed his name to a Greek god's. After the name change, when his daughter was born, he'd named her Ambrosia. I know enough mythology to know ambrosia is what the gods ate. Weird guy.
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Any engaged couple looks forward to the big day when after months of planning, they get to tie the knot and declare their love in front of family and friends.
What could possibly go wrong?
It turns out there are so many variables that can contribute to making the bride and groom's celebration a major matrimonial miss.
Curious to hear examples of weddings gone wrong, Redditor lolf**kno asked:
"Those who have been to a ruined wedding, what happened?"
Dramatic brawls and speeches plagued these weddings.
Catty Attendees And Booze
"Very beautiful wedding in a huge barn at this apple orchard. They must have spent a ton of money on the decorations and catering because it looked like something out of a magazine. The ceremony was great, the flower girl did her thing, the vows got everyone choked up. Everything seemed to be going well. Not even 15 minutes into the reception the mothers of the bride and groom getting into a full out brawl, hair pulling, red wine being thrown. Their sons jump in to defend their honor, chairs start being throw, tables are flipped, parents are grabbing children and running for their lives."
"The bride and groom are horrified and leave immediately and head back their honeymoon suite. My fiancé and I left after this as well but we heard from some other friends that most people ended up staying and getting wasted at the open bar on the bride and groom's dime. Apparently, the fight started because one of the groom's sister complimented the bride's grandmother's dress. The bride's mom thought she was being sarcastic and called her a b*tch, then the drama ensued. Mind you they had all been pregaming the wedding pretty hard."
Playing For The Drunk Uncle
"I played a wedding where as we started playing the set, everyone ran outside and nobody was to be seen for the rest of the night."
"I originally assumed it was because nobody liked us but the bride came in afterwards and said there was a huge fight involving multiple members of both families and everyone basically went home upset, injured or in a police van."
"We couldn't stop playing since we were payed and it was our job, and the only person watching was the drunk uncle dancing on his own asking for requests we didn't know."
Maid Of Honor Speech Goes Off The Rails
"Was a guest of friend of the bride, did not know anyone attending. Very expensive over the top place, several hundred guests of this very Italian wedding. Maid of honor grabs mic at the cocktail hour begins her speech, rambling, drunk. Quickly devolves to stating the recently deceased mother of the bride was against this wedding and that's basically what killed her. Plus Vinny will never give up sex workers. She is tackled by several people and dragged away."
"The happy couple is separated and divorced within a year."
This is what happens when bad luck crashes weddings.
Tumbling Into The Sunset
"I work at a golf course with a lot of history behind it. We do wedding venues inside the clubhouse and the actual ceremony is held outside by the historic water fountain and large pond."
"First problem was the weather. I live in the high desert and it was very warm. A solid 90 degrees that day and it was also pretty windy. So everyone's outside, no umbrellas, no ezups."
"The next problem, and probably the worst, was the golf cart incident. The bride and groom wanted to 'ride into the sunset' on one of our golf carts. Drive around a little bit on the golf course. To be fair, it is beautiful on the course during sunset. However the cart had somehow gotten a nail in the tire, tire went flat, battery on the cart went crazy and the cart ended up freaking out. It came to an complete stop from 15mph to zero. The wheels and mechanisms locked up, almost seizing. Both the bride and groom (fairly overweight mind you) both fell out and rolled over a few times. They were totally okay, just a few bruises and perhaps a bruised ego or two. So retrieving that cart was fun."
"And last but not least, the power inside the clubhouse went out to do the high winds. There was no after party available. Only the cake was cut, hardly any food was given out. Yeah, not a great day to cover for someone on your day off."
"I was not born yet, but my parents rented the observation deck on the Hancock building in Boston for their reception. Tallest building in the city, beautiful view. My dad pored over historic weather charts to figure out what day was statistically most likely to be nice out. Day of the wedding comes and of course, thick fog unlike anything they'd ever seen before. Couldn't see a thing out the windows of the room they had picked specifically for the view."
"Worked out well though, they were happily married for nearly 30 years before cancer took my dad's life a few years ago."
"There's one other funny anecdote from that wedding: The wedding was held in Kings Chapel, which is an incredibly historic church here in downtown Boston that's somewhat of a major tourist attraction. To close that on a weekend afternoon for a wedding, it turns out, was not very expensive. The tourists waiting outside to see the church didn't know that, though, and someone started the rumor that my parents were incredibly wealthy, maybe even Kennedys. As a result, there were tons of people taking photos of them when they left the ceremony. Not sure if any of them ever figured out that my parents were most certainly not rich or famous."
"I was best man at my sister in laws wedding (stepped in for the brother of the groom, that's another story entirely)."
"For a whole year of planning all the bride (SIL) wanted was a dove release while they said handwritten vows to each other. Very small, non denominational (most of the family are atheist anyway) wedding."
"Day arrives (early summer) and something is off with the bird handlers. They show up a bit late and are sourcing help from the wedding party to get everything in line. When the time comes to say their vows I help the handler carry the chest with the doves in it over to what is to be the altar where the bride and groom are standing."
"Vows are just about wrapping up and the handler gives ME the signal to open the chest. I open it and see 20-30 DEAD DOVES IN THE CRATE!!!! I immediately close it to try and limit who knows what happened. Too late. The look of horror on the bride's was all that was needed. We spent the next few hours trying to cheer everyone up but by the end of the reception the entire wedding party had organized and filed animal cruelty complaints on the handler. It was all anyone could focus on."
Tragic losses unfortunately befell leading up to or at a couple's nuptials.
The Wedding Guest Who Left Too Soon
"When I was 6 or 7 I went to a cousin's wedding. Everything was fabulous for little me, so much sugar everywhere, basically heaven. The reception was in a big community center that was reserved for the occasion. Went to the girls' bathroom, passing by the men's room to see my uncle on the floor. Went back to the main room to tell my dad my uncle was looking weird. Well, uncle had a stroke and had died."
"The bride spent the rest of the afternoon crying, and everyone except close family left."
"Bright side is the mariage is still going strong 20 years later, despite what happened that day."
A Terminal Diagnosis
"Leading up to my friends wedding his father had been battling cancer after a terminal diagnosis. And it was touch and go whether he would be well enough to attend the wedding, in the end he was too unwell to attend despite wishing that he could."
"Just as we got to the wedding reception my friend was informed that his father had just passed away. It was devastating."
"Happened to my classmate. He is successful middle level manager, divorced, about 35yo or so. Found a girl of his dreams but from a provincial poor town. The girl insisted to have the wedding in her town to show off her 'success.' The wedding is crashed by her old friends including male friends who are not that sophisticated and have some tense feelings towards the successful groom from the city. Somebody starts a fight in the middle of wedding, groom is trying to stop it and got stabbed in the back. Died right there. And he was my classmate."
An Unfortunate Trespassing
"The wedding was at a state park that's famous for its giant gorge/waterfall. I don't know whose idea this was, but someone suggested a photo overlooking this gorge and everybody was game. The wedding party went around a stone security barrier and the maid of honor literally fell off the cliff to her death. It was like 500+ feet."
With a lot riding on a wedding to go off without a hitch, the mounting pressure is one where something is surely to buckle.
And because wedding guests are usually inebriated and high on the buzz of celebration, they throw caution to the wind and make some choices they wouldn't make under normal circumstances.
People's ill-advised actions can have regretful consequences, but no one expects death to be an outcome.
Fortunately, the weddings I've attended or heard about from friends were not as catastrophic as the anecdotes mentioned above.
While the Redditors' stories are sorrowful, it gives me a sense of relief these devastating examples are rare occurrences.
Sometimes I think back to a teacher I had when I was a kid who demanded to know whether any of us were "raised in a barn" in response to crappy behavior. Namely littering. She hated littering. Can you blame her? It's a horrible habit and some people do it with no sense of shame. She dedicated much of her time to telling students to pick up after themselves and dispose of things properly. For that, I'm thankful.
But why didn't anyone else get the memo? The trash I see on the streets is obscene.
People had lots of thoughts to share after Redditor SneakyStriedker876 asked the online community,
"What seemingly uncivilized thing is commonplace in society?"
"We delight in the deaths of others as long as we feel it was justified. But when the reverse happens we act all high and mighty like we wouldn't engage in the same behavior."
"Slaughtering each other..."
"Slaughtering each other via warfare to solve political differences. It's standard policy worldwide."
Indeed it is. And it seems impossible to stop.
"Littering. Especially dropping cigarette butts on the ground/flicking them out the window.
The world is not your personal ashtray/garbage bin."
Every now and then I find new trash in my yard and I am constantly amazed by how nasty people can be.
"Mobbing someone because of their opinion or for a comment they made a long time ago, even if that time was yesterday."
"Xenophobia. The fact that racism and racial violence still exist is an indicator that we're still tribal primates in fancy clothes."
And it makes no sense! It's not based in reality. We are truly a tribal species.
"Shouting while arguing, refusing to listen to the opinions of others, basically the inability to debate and maintain proper communication."
"Letting people die..."
"Letting people die of curable conditions simply because they can't afford healthcare."
Probably the biggest reason why much of the Western world looks at the United States with shame in their eyes.
"Parents forcing their kids to hug family/friends despite the kid being uncomfortable doing it. They feel uncomfortable for a reason."
"During the holiday season..."
"During the holiday season, customers take products off of our online fulfillment carts. Y'all have legs. Get your own."
"Using phone speakers..."
"Using phone speakers in public. I don't care what you and your friend think about that restaurant, or how much that Spotify jam speaks to you. Nobody else wants to hear it."
We truly need to stop all of these, don't you think?
Have some opinions of your own? Feel free to tell us about them in the comments below!
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I love presents. I try to hide my enthusiasm, and I do my best to appease the greater public by saying "it's the thought that counts." But that is a WHOLE lie. I don't just love gifts, I love great gifts. And if you go rogue from my lists, please keep a receipt. It's just plain rude to divert from what the recipient has requested.
This thought process has emerged from experience. I have received some trash presents over the years and now I'm too old to pretend you just went crazy while shopping. Like... "do you even know me?!"
Redditor u/sulemannkhann wanted to hear all about the presents some of us have received that we prayed, came with a receipt, by asking:
What's the worst birthday gift you ever got?
Have we met? That is an actual question I asked a gift giver once. (Who shall rename nameless) Football tickets. FOOTBALL TICKETS?! Who? What? I can't.
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"My own scarf. Yes, that's right, my mother went into my room took my only scarf, wrapped it and gave it to me like it was a new scarf."
"Thought I was getting a bike for my 15th birthday but my foster parents announced that they were sending me to a group home after living with them for 11 years. Devastation! That place was a wake up call. More independence then at my foster home but those kids had it really really bad, 12 year old heroine addicts, abuse... what the entire hell! I hurried up, graduated from high school at 16 and got the hell out of that place. I turned out ok, work in the legal field, live in Las Vegas. I did forgive my foster parents before they died."
The Forgotten One
"My brother and I worked for a farmer one summer, and he paid us with a used car. At the end of the next year, my brother graduated high school, so my parents paid me out for my half of the car, and that was his graduation gift. I gave them all a big discount compared to what it was worth. So like $500 for my share of a $2500 car."
"2 years later, and I needed $50 for some graduation fees, so I borrowed it from my mom until I could get to the bank. (Before mobile banking and ATMs everywhere.) Later, when my mom is telling me they invited all their friends over for a 'graduation' party, I asked if they had gotten a gift for me. "Well I gave you fifty bucks."
"I paid it back the next day, and she didn't blink. The 'graduation party' was just my parents friends, who said congratulations to me, but it wasn't really for me. A few years later, my little sister graduated, she got a car. They bought a used car for her, and our other little sister got the same when she graduated. My parents are mostly nice, and I never felt like they singled me out at birthdays or anything. Just my graduation seemed like I turned invisible."
Office Party Fail
"HR complaint from two subordinates fighting over how to throw me a surprise birthday party."
"I've never worked in an office environment, but the stories I've heard of people being required to buy a cake for the whole office and to celebrate their birthday with their coworkers would be enough to keep me in blue collar work for life, were it not for the fact that I love being active and working with my hands and could never sit at a desk all day anyway."
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"My Asian mom's gift was "no extra Kumon homework after school homework" so my birthday gift was that I didn't get extra homework from her."
Regifting is trash behavior. Do better. I'd rather you just say I forgot. Or... I just don't care for that much. But regifting? No.
"Stomach flu and my first ever period, at the same time. I think it was my 13th birthday."
"Omg, exact same story for me. It was my 13th birthday and my family took us kids to visit our relatives in Subsaharan Africa for the first time. I was sick, jetlagged, overheated and riding down a bumpy road in a Jeep driven by my dad in the complete darkness. We had just eaten at a restaurant where I found a giant scarab beetle in the bottom of my soup bowl. I have flashbacks to this day."
"My grandparents have been gifting me (and my brother) the same set of three vice grips for almost 10 years. Collectively we have 60 vice grips. I don't know if they bought a pallet of them, or where they are coming from. GET A GRIP GRANDMA!"
"I had a friend who's father was famous for doing Christmas shopping at the last minute. One year she complained that she went downstairs on Christmas morning and found, sticking out of her stocking, a spatula. Her birthday was a few days after telling that story, so myself and her friends all decided to get together and get her spatulas for her birthday, as a gag gift."
"Well, when it was our birthdays she retaliated. Which lead to a counter-offensive. And soon a new tradition was formed. And guys, I have so many spatulas now. Everything from dollar store cheap plastic, to hand-carved spatulas, a golden spatula, and even a replica of the famous Malaysian fighting spatula."
"I've got seasonal spatulas. As in, today it's time to pack away the Christmas spatulas and bring out the heart-shaped Valentine's day ones, followed by the bunny-shaped Easter ones. We've also been passing around this clip from the Weird Al Yankovic movie UHF. "Spatula City, we sell spatulas, and that's all!"
Their ultimate whack-a-doo move...
"A pair of homemade custom pajamas. Only problem was that they weren't made yet. It was just the fabric and a promise to make them for me. I had to give the fabric back and I never got the pajamas."
"Nothing legal just at our wedding they gave us a card that basically said 'have some land.' When the dust settled I asked what they thought we would do with it, they said build a home. I said ok, gonna need legal ownership for like building a house. They said sure we will get right on that. Then they decide to sell out and retire and never mentioned our wedding 'gift' again."
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"My grandma got me a hairbrush with a plastic horse head handle. The horse head was all chipped up and there was hair in the brush."
"My Godfather sent me a Birthday card each year which said, he paid 100 bucks to a bank account which I was supposed to get, when 16yo. He then got into alcohol, used all the money and died."
Oh for God sake, why even bother giving anything at all? Lint rollers, used brushes, homemade pjs... y'all ever hear of a gift card? Just put five bucks on it and call it a day. You can't hide cheap, so stop trying.
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I'm still on the fence about this whole extraterrestrial situation. I need more proof. Now I'm not naive enough to think that in this vast, endless universe only the human race exists. I just need proof, tangible, solid, didn't see it from my trailer through beer goggles proof.
I also need proof about the afterlife, another out there topic. Truth be told, I've never been that into this whole conversation. I've got enough daily problems on this planet, let alone worrying about making Will Smith's biggest hits into documentaries and not just popcorn/comedy space farce.
But let's compare thoughts...
Redditor u/ValencikHannibal197 wanted to discuss life beyond this planet, what do we really think? They asked:
What's the best theory on UFOs or aliens you've ever heard??
I definitely wouldn't turn down an excursion to AREA 51. I'd like to poke around and get a sense of the place. I've never personally been up close and face to face with a "non-Earther." Not sure I'd like to be...
TV Truthx files monkey pee GIF by The X-FilesGiphy
"UFOs/Aliens are a cover for all of the secret projects that the government is working on. Actually stole that from the X files."
"How human birth parallels alien abductions:
- Babies are taken from their home (womb)
- They still developing sight, so they see bright lights and grey figures.
- They hear an "alien" language they don't understand.
- They suddenly feel cold after leaving their womb.
- They are in a surgery room being poked with tons of instruments.
Long story short: some people suggest that abductions are just people who had memories of their birth."
In the Mind
"I just don't think anyone will ever see this. But I think that UFO's are the projection of our unconscious collective mind. Everything that exists in reality, also exists, in our immaterial mind. Is it possible that the insides of our mind are also just one drop in the ocean of consciousness... and together we create the material reality were in, simply by experiencing it in a real way, inside-out through our senses."
"My father was an aircraft mechanic and fabricator for test and spy aircraft for the USAF. He spent 75-85 working with test aircraft. He said that when they were going to do a test, that could possibly be seen by the public, they would make a betting pool on how many UFO reports local authorities and flight towers received."
Under the Seasci-fi ufo GIFGiphy
"I like the idea that some UFOs aren't machines. Instead they are some sort of Upper-Atmosphere Jellyfish. I found the issue of Fortean Times that had this article. Here's the cover: http://ft.gjovaag.com/q/images/a/ae/FT291.jpg"
Interesting. There are some ideas we can look into. None of it proof, but possibilities. There are certainly plenty of future film ideas.
"We are like that un contacted tribe and everyone agrees not to bother us."
"I've heard it explained from a channel (idk if you know what channeling is) kinda like this. First of all, we as a species tend to freak out, shoot first and ask questions later. Most humans would have a literal psychotic break. You have to believe in vibrational energy as it relates to our consciousness."
"The aliens (certain ones) are at such a higher level that it would be jarring for us to come in close contact with. We are slowly getting there but it's a process. Like 2012, end of the Mayan calendar, wasn't the end of the world it was the end of an energy cycle that we as the human race had never made it past before."
"Previous civilizations have been destroyed or destroyed themselves before they got this far. We passed a point where we are very unlike to destroy ourselves anymore. This doesn't mean we won't see some real bad hardships yet but we will keep progressing."
"train your eyes"Dancing GIFGiphy
"I was a firm believer in t em when I was in high school and kept googling theories and info in my spare time and during my study halls. They said their bodies were so lightweight or something that the reason why you can't see the evidence is that they disintegrate before hitting the ground."
"And then LOL it was so funny, some people would swear you could "train your eyes" to see rods... HhhahAHAHAHA. Like there were these experts. Video showed him walking around with a serious face, then pointing. And he's like, "that was one just there." "You can't see them, you have to be used to them... like me."
"I've spent many years immersed into hunting them finding them. That's why I can see them." And then one day China, who loves occult stuff, had like a lab that set up a nighttime camera to capture footage of rods at night... then realized they were normal bugs at overexposure. lol"
"The Dark Forest theory. Basically the theory that the reason we haven't made contact is because all the other civilized life in the universe/galaxy knows not to broadcast their location. They've learned that there's something awful or predatory lurking in the dark forest of our galaxy, and that it's better if they keep to themselves."
"That the universe is so vast that we haven't been discovered yet."
"This makes sense to me because traversing the distance to or from even our our stellar neighbors would require technology that is not known to us now or likely to be known by us anytime soon if it's even possible at all. To assume without evidence that aliens could possess this technology and have visited us does not meet my skeptical standards."
Back and Forthback to the future great scott GIFGiphy
"Time travel exists, and UFO sightings are actually future humans coming back to our time. That is why they are so discreet, and never openly make contact."
I hope time travel exists. Now that I'm onboard for. If aliens do exist... just come on out guys. We could probably use your help.