That Escalated Quickly

How it feels to date a tall girl

World’s most complicated watch

An Open Secret (2014) – A documentary on Hollywood pedophilia

Jocko Willink – Good

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Good Read: How Phil Knight Built Nike Into a $100 Billion Global Empire – Maxim

The Couple Who Laugh Together, Stay Together – Ned Hardy

This is Why Tesla Doesn’t Need to Advertise – Just Luxe

A Romanian Weather Girl And Her Co-Star Had Boob-Slips On Live TV – Mandatory

13 Of The Most Horrible Ways To Die In The Middle Ages – Leenks

Newly released deposition shows Trump thought a White House run would be good for business – Rare

Philipines President Duterte Wants to Kill Drug Users Like Hitler Killed Jews – Newser

Best Hockey Fan Sign EVER! – Tosh

15 Dark Comics By Gypsie Raleigh That’ll Make You Think – Linkiest

Sofia Vergara flaunts her amazing assets in low-cut tops that scream sex appeal – Fan Buzz

The Straight Men Who Want Nothing to Do With Women – Mel

Taylor Swift’s wardrobe malfunction gave her fans a glimpse of her beautiful long legs – and more – Faves

Rocky Barnes Bikini Photos in Miami – G-Celeb

7 Works of Art You’d Never Guess Were Painted by Dictators – Ranker

Shaun Necole Definitely Has More Than A Handful [Photos] – Bossip

She Just Can’t Hide Them (20 Photos) – Radass

A Mom Is Getting 15 Years In Jail For Banging Her Daughter’s Teen Boyfriend To Teach Him How To Satisfy Her – Barstool Sports

Why Is There Traffic, Heres The Answer – Classy Bro

Which Classic Food Combo You Are, Based on Your Myers-Briggs Personality – Spoon University

30 Hot Instagram Pics of Savannah Victoria – Regretful Morning

Late Night Randomness (31 Photos) – Suburban Men

11 high-paying jobs for people who love sports – Business Insider

MILF takes damn nice selfie in changing room – Ehowa

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RWB Porsche 964

Datsun 1200 Sunny Coupe

1970 Datsun 240Z

Ferrari F40

R32 Skyline

Koenigsegg Agera RS Naraya

McLaren P1 GTR

1971 Datsun 240Z

Ferrari 288 GTO

1973 Nissan Skyline 2000 GT-R

1977 Celica

Singer 911

1960 Aston Martin DB4 GT Zagato

1971 Datsun 240Z

1996 Porsche 993 GT2 Evo

’79 KE55 Corolla

Porsche 918 Spyder

Jeep CrewChief 715

1, 918 Spyder and a LaFerrari

68 Triumph GT6

Ford GT40

Icon Bronco

1975 Mazda REPU

1971 Nissan Skyline 2000 GT-R

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Smaller guy uses jiu jitsu to defeat his larger opponent in street fight

Marcelo Garcia nice direction change on dan covel

Terere Guard Passing Study

Rener Gracie vs Jason Mayhem Miller

Armbar escape drill

UFC middleweight Champ Mike Bisping Flowing

Jeff Glover’s Ridiculous Flying Arm Bar

If you have trouble finishing the kimura from north south

Inverted Triangle

Josh Barnett, Submission Flow

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Till the very end…

Amazing Shot Taken From Mars Rover 

A world without language barriers

This is how they sell music in the streets of México

Lethal doses of heroin and fentanyl side by side 

Dying forest ranger wanted to see the outdoors one last time, so the firefighters wheeled him through the forest (article)

• Ed, a patient at Washington’s Evergreen Health Hospice, had not been outside for several years

• He shared with hospice chaplain Curt Huber his dying wish to go outdoors. Curt made that a reality

• In March 2014, Huber reached out to Snohomish County Fire District, whose staff was happy to transport Ed to Meadowdale Beach Park in Edmonds.

• Ed was visibly delighted, with North Team Program Manager Diane Fiumara saying there is no greater reward than caring for the dying.

Beating heart during surgery

This is the world’s first picture of the surface of a comet, taken today by the Rosetta space probe shortly before crash-landing into Comet 67P.

To give a sense of the magnitide of this comet

Canadian currency project their value if you shine a laser through the maple leaf 

Misty Copeland the first African American prima ballerina of the American Ballet Theatre

A prima ballerina is “the chief female dancer in a ballet or ballet company.”

Ballerina Sue Jin Kang’s feet 

Pigeons were busted bringing coke and marijuana into Costa Rican prison

How Japan sees the West – This is an ad campaign for the study abroad program of a Japanese university. The tag means “You’ll always be studying” and has other hashtags for “I’m full” and “They don’t believe me”

View from NYC’s highest apartment

Friendlier times 

Gorilla hands up close 

Mosha, the first elephant to receive a functioning prosthetic leg

In Saudi Arabia, the Starbucks logo doesn’t have the siren in it 

Ferrari Enzo Cams

The entire Sistine Chapel ceiling

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The joys of having a little brother 

Guy prevents tourists from entering a shady exchange place in Prague, gets threatened with prison

Casually Explained: The Club

Night of the Living Dead (1968)

“Louie” scene giving the most poetic and real advice I have ever heard from a TV show 

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A Russian Girl Is Auctioning Off Her Virginity To Pay For Medical School – Mandatory

Five Lessons About How To Treat People – Ned Hardy

Hot Asian Model Jeannie Jay Stuns in Seriously Sexy Photo Shoot – Maxim

The 5 Ballsiest Easter Eggs Hidden in Video Games – Linkiest

Charlotte McKinney wears a very skimpy top and reminds us there’s nothing fake about her – Faves

Madonna’s extremely hot daughter sets New York on fire when she goes for a walk with no bra – Fan Buzz

HIV cure close after disease ‘vanishes’ from blood of British man – Newser

Here’s What $150 Can Do In Your Home – Better Homes

This former Alaskan reporter who quit on live TV is facing 54 years in prison for marijuana – Rare

Barstool U Monday Smokeshow – Tori from ASU – Barstool Sports

This guy is a total ladies man! – Tosh

Here’s 20 Horror Movies You Can Watch On Netflix For Every Day Of October – Thought Catalog

CCTV Captures Woman “Refilling” Milk Carton – Leenks

Ariel Winter Has a Giant Package – G-Celeb

Hot girls in bikinis…nuff said – Bro My God

These girls don’t need no stinkin bras – Radass

Rita Ora super sexy for Vanity Fair – Drunken Stepfather

Kanye Shuts Down NYC Show After Kim Kardashian Is Robbed At Gunpoint By Paris Goons Dressed Like Police – Bossip

The Worst Things You Can Do at Chipotle, According to an Employee – Spoon University

Absolutely Perfect Booty – Ehowa

Check out Matt Damon new $40M Brooklyn mansion – Evil Beet

Disney Reveals the Final Look of the Guardians of the Galaxy Ride in California – Furious Fan Boys

30 Sick Pics of Australian Elouise Morris – Regretful Morning

The Most Ridiculous NFL Suspensions from Roger Goodell – Gunaxin

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SBD!

Angry man goes on smashing rampage in Apple store

Pool with an amazing view

Margaery Tyrell lookalike at Moscow comicon

Check this out

Pythons don’t take kindly to fucking selfies

Florence + The Machine surprised this fan with a heartwarming solo concert from her hospital room

Alexa Bliss Entrance

It’s a Doggy Dogg World!

That booty got me like…

You’re a jerk if you laugh at this (turn up the volume)

Iskra Lawrence just got 1000x sexier

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Only remaining image from Original ending of Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining

This scene was meant to take place between the escape of Wendy Torrance and her son Danny from the homicidal clutches of her deranged husband Jack, played by Nicholson, and the Overlook Hotel and the final images showing a young Jack in a photograph taken on July 4, 1921 at the hotel. After their escape, the scene cuts to a hospital where Wendy is recovering from his horrific ordeal. Stuart Ullman, Jack’s boss at the Overlook), visits her in her room to see how she is recuperating and to invite her and Danny to spend some time at his home in Los Angeles. He then departs but not before giving Danny a green tennis ball. In the scene it is revealed that the police checked the entire grounds of the Overlook and could not find Jack’s body, which creates more questions than it actually answers.

Benedict Cumberbatch as Smaug

Combining practical effects and VFX

Martin Scorsese’s list of 39 essential foreign films

Disney recycles animation when they are on a time limit, resulting in identical scenes in some movies

Michael Bay also recycles footage…Transformers 3 scene from The Island

Creating “The Engineer” for “Prometheus”

Wes Anderson on the boat soundstage in “The Life Aquatic” 

Rutger Hauer filming “Blade Runner”

All the deaths in Tarantino’s movies

Francis Ford Coppola’s potential cast list for The Godfather

A page from Francis Ford Coppola’s enormous “Godfather” notebook that never left his side while making the 1972 film. After reading Mario Puzo’s novel, the director removed each page and glued it a sheet with margins in order to make notes and observations for each scene

What Boba Fett looks like behind the mask 

During Ellen Burstyn’s monologue in Requiem of a Dream about how it feels to be old, Matthew Libatique accidentally let the camera drift off-target. The reason was because he had been crying during the take and fogged up the camera’s eyepiece. This was the take used in the final print.

It took at least three people to bring Teddy to life in Spielberg’s “A.I.”

Buster Keaton was crazy. During the filming of Steamboat Bill Jr in 1928, crew members threatened to quit and begged him not to do this scene. The cameraman admitted to looking away while rolling. A two ton prop comes down, brushes his arm and he doesn’t even flinch!

This shot from the 1926 Buster Keaton movie “The General” has been called the most expensive of the silent era, with a price tag of $42,000 or $570,000 in 2016 dollars

Eli Roth testing the scalping effect from ‘Inglourious Basterds’ (2009)

The original Addam’s Family set photographed in color

Alien – H. R. Giger’s Beautiful Monster

First picture of JK Simmons as Jim Gordon

Mad Max Fury Road without the CGI is incredibly impressive to watch

Deadliest actors by on-screen kills in movies

John Matuszak getting his make-up done to be Sloth on the set of The Goonies

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The world of fuzoku or pink (commercial sex) is Japan’s second largest industry, raking in over 10 trillion yen ($85 billion) a year. For a fee, men can live out their fantasies in elaborate sets including no-panty coffee shops (with mirrored floors!), mock subway cars crowded with schoolgirls, and harem-themed bath houses. Japan’s sex workers and intricate fantasy rooms have been largely hidden from the rest of the world—until now. Joan Sinclair, a lawyer from San Francisco and an unlikely candidate to document this underground sex industry, is the first journalist to expose what really lies within Japan’s exotic clubs.

Sinclair first learned of Japan’s "image clubs" while teaching English near Tokyo in 1995. She heard rumors of women dressing up like nurses, policewomen, and commuting secretaries to provide men with fantasy services acted out in elaborately decorated playrooms. Curious, Sinclair visited Kabukicho, the world’s most lucrative red-light district, where the club exteriors hinted at a sex industry unlike anything in America. Although Sinclair itched to see exactly what happened inside, as a woman, a foreigner, and a photographer, she was told she’d never be allowed to enter the clubs.

Sinclair returned to the United States where she became a successful lawyer in San Francisco. Ten years later, Sinclair still couldn’t shake the memories of the pink clubs in Japan. So, in 2005 Sinclair returned to Japan with a singular goal: entering the clubs and documenting the elaborate fantasies played out within their walls. Sinclair spent a year befriending the women, customers, and managers who work in Japan’s entertainment industry, and slowly, with patience and persistence, she gained access to this forbidden world. Often working during business hours in dark, cramped rooms, ducking between customers, Sinclair created a body of work that reveals the sex employees in their working environments. "Behind every picture is a different story about how I got inside," says Sinclair. After a year, Sinclair returned home as the only American expert on fuzoku culture.

Pink Box, Sinclair’s comprehensive book, offers a colorful education in Japan’s innovative sex culture while also telling the story of an American woman in a foreign land with nothing more than curiosity and a camera.

Why did you want to document the sex industry in Japan?

It’s the second largest industry in Japan (automobiles are the first). It’s too much a part of Japanese modern culture to be ignored.

Ten years ago when I was an English teacher in Tokyo, I overheard a conversation about these clubs and had a friend take me on a tour of Kabukicho-the biggest red-light district in Japan.

I was blown away. There were train clubs with all-you-can-grope commuting women. And fake hospitals, where the customer can lie in bed and get “treated” by a pantiless nurse. There were “Sexual Harassment” offices where men can tear the pantyhose off their “secretaries.”

I returned to California and started a career as a corporate lawyer, but I never forgot about those clubs.

Japan is a tough nation to crack for any outsider, and sex industries worldwide are notoriously resistant to journalists. As a foreign photographer, and as a female, how did you achieve access to these forbidden regions of Japanese society?

Basically, I arrived in Japan with one phone number in my pocket and a camera.

People often ask if I had to pay money, but the bottom line is that there is no amount of money that could have bought me access. These places make millions of dollars a year. It wouldn’t be worth it for them to take the risk.

And they were very respectful of the women’s privacy. I was really surprised by that. The women came first, really.

So, how did you actually get in the door of these places?

Basically, it took a lot of singing karaoke with unsavory characters.

I knew I had only one year to shoot, as my husband was home waiting for me in California. So I learned the industry slang, and went about it in four different directions at once.

I got to know the managers, the customers, the women—and their advertisers. In Japan these clubs are serious business, and there’s lots of competition, and they spend tons of money on advertising in several thick glossy magazines that are nothing but guidebooks to the industry. They also all have websites.

They have websites?

Of course. They literally had information centers for men and women, providing pamphlets, discount coupons and guides directing you to the best venues.

So, yes, every club has a website. And you can even print out coupons (30% off your first panty ripping session!).

I always hear expressions like, “Oh you are doing a book on Japan’s underground culture?” No- it’s mainstream culture. It’s just not accessible to foreigners.

This is mainstream?

Businessmen often go after work or bring their corporate clients as a form of settai, customer appreciation. Some clubs are even franchised- chains of brand name corporate brothels throughout Japan.

Did you go alone?

I often went with either a regular customer or one of the girls. I wore a suit, and I would always bring gifts from the U.S. and a business card.

In Japan, a formal introduction from someone on the inside was really important.

Especially since you’re not Japanese.

That’s right. Almost none of the clubs allow foreigners, even if they speak Japanese.

Why not?

1. Foreigners don’t understand the rules–of which there are admittedly many. 2. They scare the Japanese customers. 3. They complain too much. 4. They can’t communicate well with the women if the women get uncomfortable. 5. They may have AIDs.

How many clubs did you eventually shoot?

I ended up shooting 90 different clubs, in Osaka, Kobe, Tokyo, Nishi-Kawaguchi, Fukuoka and Sapporo, and the finished book contains photos from about 80 of those clubs.

I knew by the sheer numbers of places, of women working, and the percentage of my contacts who personally knew someone involved that I would be able to eventually finish the book. That’s what kept me going.

What is it about Japan that makes this industry so ubiquitous?

A 400 year old history of the industry, a lack of a Judeo-Christian religious philosophy, a need for release in an tightly wound society, an emphasis on customer appreciation, a set of laws so complex that the industry is virtually legal…

And the costumes and fantasy rooms. What makes them so popular?

In Japan, company uniforms and school uniforms are still widely used. People’s social place is identifiable at a glance by their costume. These clubs allow people to break the social rules, using everyday archetypes. The schoolgirl, the commuting secretary- the women you see every day- are forbidden fruit. These sexualized archetypes are reflected in Japan’s wildly popular dirty comic books.

Would you say that being a woman helped or hindered you?

Let’s start with hindered. If I were a man, I’d instantly have more respect as a photographer in Japan. And in some clubs I would have been able to get in as a customer. And if I were a Japanese man, it would have been much easier. As a woman, a foreigner and a photographer, I am three of the things the doormen do not allow in the clubs. Three of three.

They just took one look at me and made the “no” sign in Japanese. It was a really tough barrier. At least if I were a man, I could engage them in conversation.

The only way being a woman helped me was that because I was a woman, the glossy magazines, the advertisers, that fourth category, were interested in covering me for content purposes. I literally had a column in a magazine named Tokyo Soapland called “Through Her Blue Eyes.”

One of the key characters who helped me was the editor of Tokyo Soapland magazine, and he knew that I wanted shots of the most visually interesting clubs. So he took me to an old fashioned-themed soapland, a wedding soapland, a policewoman soapland, a harem-themed soapland, and a Korean woman themed soapland.

So, are these clubs legal?

Gray zone. The bottom line is that most of them are officially operating illegally because they don’t have the proper licenses. But, as long as the girls are stopping short of having actual intercourse for money, the clubs are allowed to operate. So, most of the clubs offer absolutely everything imaginable but sex.

The industry is so clean in some ways—another Japanese paradox.

The prices and house rules are all written out in detail. Nothing is left to chance. The services were listed on menus. The extra services were so creative- to a degree that you just don’t see here.

Can you give me a few examples? What actually happens inside?

Well, most of the clubs don’t allow full intercourse, but they provide everything else. The only exceptions are the soaplands, where intercourse is definitely part of the deal. Some say it’s because the soapland neighborhood of Yoshiwara is a historic red-light district, dating back 400 years. Tradition.

Other extras include ‘green gel play’, which is where a bathtub is drawn and a packet of green powder is emptied into the water, which makes it slimy. The women splash around in it with the customer, who is satisfied at the end of the bath. Then there’s the ‘imprint service’, where the customer paints traditional calligraphy ink onto the woman’s anatomy. She then sits down on Japanese rice paper and leaves an imprint of her body for the customer to keep. There’s also the pantyhose ripping service. The customer chooses what kind of pantyhose—beige, black or sparkly—he wants the woman to wear. He can also select fishnet tights and panties. For an extra $20, the customer gets to rip them off the woman and keep the torn material.

How much of the outlay does the woman keep?

About half.

Were the women all Japanese, or were many Asian immigrants?

The book is about Japanese sex clubs that cater to Japanese men, and the women working in the ones I shot are overwhelmingly Japanese. Generally, they are women who have chosen to do it—middle-class, educated women—not women trying to feed their families or get drugs.

But there are neighborhoods in Japan where Thai, Filipina, Chinese, Korean and Vietnamese sex workers are brought over by the Japanese mafia to work as prostitutes. A lot of them are working off debt, and they’re forced to overstay their visas.

I chose for editorial reasons to keep that aspect out and limit the scope of the book. But people should know that’s not the whole story. One of the things Westerners kept telling me was, “Find the sad stories, you’re not going deep enough!” But with the Japanese women, I kept looking for psychological damage, exploitation and abuse—and I didn’t find any of it. I found very balanced women making a personal choice. Once in a while one of them would say, “I can’t have one-night stands because I feel I should get paid for them.” Those kind of statements gave me pause.

Did they have other jobs?

It turned out to be a full-time commitment for most of the women. Their salaries depend on repeat customers, the regulars who request them, so they had to make themselves available at the clubs several hours per week.

How much do these girls earn?

The salaries vary, but in general about $140,000 per year, about what a first-year lawyer in the US earns. They get a base salary, plus cuts of the extra options, usually 50 percent, and a bit of extra money for being chosen. If you’re working at a health or image club, and you’re chosen from the photo catalog, you might get a $25 bonus for a forty minute session. And that encourages repeat customers, regulars who get hooked on one girl.

Many of the girls are educated and middle class. Do their parents know?

Many clubs offered so-called ‘alibi services’. A lot of the women still lived at home, which is common in Japan for inpiduals even into their 30s and 40s. They would tell their parents that they were makeup artists or waitresses. If the parents called that line, the club would answer, “Hello, Denny’s”—or wherever the women were pretending to work.

That’s ingenious.

Well, the clubs compete with each other for the women so fiercely that the women themselves are the prized commodity. The managers really want to keep them so they take good care of them.

What about their futures? Do they get stuck in the sex industry, unable to break the addiction to quick cash, like so many American performers?

A lot of the women try it for a month or two, then quit, get married, and never tell their husbands. It’s really hard work, and the ones who do it for years don’t stay in the industry for decades. A lot of them have college degrees, since Japan boasts a 99% literacy rate. Generally, they can’t be on drugs—they’d get fired. In Japan, you need to use the more difficult formal form of honorable language to address customers, so any drug or alcohol abuse would be obvious and quickly discouraged. Their social demands are so much more complex than ours.

How did you feel as an American woman and mother encountering Japan’s comparatively more public pedophilic fantasies?

The first thing I had to do was put aside my preconceptions and some of my feelings. The schoolgirl fantasy is ubiquitous in Japan.

It’s a complex subject. A lot of Asian women look younger than they are—especially compared to Western women. But that’s an integral part of the industry, not only in Japan. It’s too critical to ignore just because it might offend.

What did disturb me was the sale of middle-school girls’ uniforms, and videos and magazines that featured young girls. I was surprised and saddened by that. Some of the video footage is taken by men posing as parents. I had more of a problem with that than the fantasies.

Are all of the customers male?

No, there are clubs for women where men provide female customers with services. And their customers are predominantly older women.

The real question is: Who has the power? Is it the customer paying for a fantasy, or the women and men getting paid quite well to tease, flirt, flatter and sometimes satisfy?

Was it difficult selecting the photos? Were you concerned about offending readers?

I decided to include some of the racier images. The Japanese sex industry is complicated-it’s bizarre and creative and over-the top and colorful, but the bottom line is what happens inside those private rooms. I wanted the book to be both honest and complete- which means some of the photos are difficult to look at.

Photographing an industry with such close ties to criminal organizations in Japan must have been a bit unnerving. What sorts of dangers did you encounter?

One time, I went to a strip club. I brought a camera with a shutter release, with the lens poking out of my purse and the remote in my right hand, trying to be discreet. It was dark, with bursts of flashing strobe lights. I thought I could take photos remotely and no one would pay attention. After about an hour of taking the most phenomenal pictures, two staff members grabbed my arm and pulled me to the back room. “Take out your camera,” they said.

It was very scary. There were five mafia men in a back room interrogating me. They had me pull out my camera, then they ripped out all the film.

I’d talked my way out of the situation, but I realized that Kabukicho, one the world’s most profitable red light districts, is only a about a quarter mile by a quarter mile in size. Like most urban neighborhoods in Japan, it’s stacked vertical and tight. Being I am so recognizable- the blonde chick running around with a camera- I realized I could get a reputation for being a troublemaker very fast.

So, I went home and immediately wrote a formal letter of apology to the owner, and had it translated into proper Japanese, and I went in person to present it.

I learned that you always need to ask permission in Japan. Always. That was a key transformation. After that episode, I went from being a guerilla journalist on this project to being a documentary photographer.

That’s terrifying, and I’m relieved you’re still with us.

As for the yakuza (mafia), I had a don’t ask policy, and I used it for my own protection. As a woman working alone on this book, I focused on the visuals and stayed away from exposing the mechanics of the business. Very Japanese, actually.

So what is the relationship between the mafia and the sex industry?

Most of the clubs are yakuza owned. They often selloshiburi (moist washcloths) at a premium to the clubs. Extortion.

And every club has a ketsumochi (literally ass-holder), a low level mafia go-between on the payroll. If a customer is rowdy or rude to a girl, the ketsumochi has the yakuza deal with the troublemakers.

What was one of your craziest experiences?

Shooting a fake train club in the middle of a typhoon. I had to go all the way to Kobe, and after several meetings, I finally got the OK to photograph the train. The day of the shoot, a typhoon hit. My connection, who was really excited about the photo project, had his guys drive me through the typhoon anyway, paying $80 highway tolls to get me from Osaka to Kobe to shoot the train.

When we got there, the place was packed with customers seeking refuge from the typhoon.

What did the clubs feel like inside?

They were crowded and they stank of whiskey and smoke. They were also claustrophobic and dark, with high volume techno music booming through the speakers. I had to learn to clean my cameras because of all the smoke.

Pink Box Japan

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1. Life sucks. (37 years old). Most days, I consider killing myself for being such a waste of human existence. Ashamed of being a male human. Feelings of inadequacy.

Like I can’t believe I was the fastest sperm that came out of my father’s balls. Unable to attract a woman (despite no physical defects) in an age where casual sex is not just the norm, it is like breathing air. It feels like I wish I had some sort of disease or crippling physical defect that would at least give me an excuse for not having done it.

It has affected my confidence and self esteem (from work, to relationships with friends and family) and basically shattered me in ways not many would understand. The longer time passed (I am talking about my early 20’s), the more anti-social, afraid to just interact in the society I became. Women could sense the awkwardness, the shyness, they could sniff it out. Like I had a tattoo on my forehead that said “VIRGIN”

In my later 20’s, I became extremely bitter, full of hatred for myself, women, successful normal men.

In my 30’s, it became less about the sex and more about the not having any intimacy of any kind. Not knowing what it feels like to kiss a girl, make out, cuddle, anything.

Sigh.

So far I have refused to pay for it as then I think of it as being unable to naturally get a woman. It would still make me a freak. I have no issue with people paying for it, but usually people who pay for it, have already attracted women normally without it, and just want physical sex without effort of dating and etc…. So it is not the same.

2. Not quite 40 yet, soon to be 33. I never learned how to ask a girl out, even though several of them asked me out and it led to some very shallow relationships. In university I was in clubs that kept me very busy and had little time for a social life. Got into WoW for a year, picked up drawing as a hobby… And suddenly you are 27, work in an office where every girl is at least 40 and usually divorced with kids, without a social life and you honestly have no idea how to ask a girl out or even realize she is interested in you.

Fast forward 5 years. Relatively successful career, work 12 hour days and… well, nothing changed. I thought about helping nature a bit by paying for it. But the one time I ended up in a bar of ill repute, I was disgusted.

I am honestly not worried about not having had sex. I’m worried about living my entire life alone.

3. I’m a 30 year old dude, not quite 40+, but I’ve had a profound experience so far with being a virgin still.

At my work a lot of my girl co-workers liked to flirt and joke with me a lot, some even joke about hooking up. I feel strange dating/mating co-workers so I never really jumped on those chances. Nonetheless I get a lot of attention from the girls.

It wasn’t until I decided to hang out with one of them, one of the girls I knew that had a crush on me and we just had coffee. She starts talking about her past boyfriends and how she’s in her early 20’s and has already had a dozen of them. I was nervous and she asked me how many girlfriends I’ve had. I kept trying to dodge and weave but it just made her more persistent on asking me.

I finally admitted that I’ve never had a girlfriend before, I’ve never even been kissed before. She thought I was kidding. I wasn’t. When she realized what I am, she suddenly went from being attracted to being disgusted. Coffee ended shortly and she stopped talking to me since then.

Soon, all the girls stopped talking to me. They all started treating me like a leper. I went from being this guy that got a lot of attention to being a nobody, like I was dead. I felt it. They treated me like I was this gross human being. It’s like I grew this giant tumor on my face overnight that I can’t see but somehow it turns people off.

I get angry and frustrated because I often hear stories of guys who were rejected for having none to too little sexual experience, but I have never heard a story of a guy who was rejected for having too much.

My advice for young men. Lose it as soon as you can. If you can’t, lie. The older you are that someone finds out that you’re a virgin, the worse. I know a lot of people out there don’t see what the big deal is, but until you realize that other people treat you like a child, or when you are rejected by a girl when she finds out, well, you’re going to wish you went to more parties with girls who have loose morals.

It only becomes more difficult once you’re older. I get treated like a freak. It’s like living in 2013 without a cellphone. Girls start flaking on me once they find this out about me. They know that I’m no prize. It’s not like I’m at risk of being lost to another girl.

4. I am 33, I’ll be 34 in a few months and not only am I a virgin, I’ve never even kissed a girl before.

I was home schooled all through middle school and put into public high school at the end of 9th grade due to my parents wish to have me experience the social part of high school. It was a complete disaster. Everyone hated me, I never made any friends. So while most people have had relationships and experience during high school I was a complete outcast and never got anywhere with anyone. There were people who thought I was gay because I refused to have sex with the locally known skanks. I ended up dropping out.

During my 20’s life was quite hard, we moved around a lot I never made any real friends and never got to know any women long enough to develop a relationship. I decided to go to college and get a degree to better my life. There was one girl there I was interested in but she was with someone else so that never worked out. I finished college, got my degree and went to work. Eventually they hired a woman I was interested in, after talking to her I finally managed the courage to ask her out.

Now keep in mind, I’m 29 at this point… asking a girl out for the first time in my life. I get rejected and she actually slumps her head like she’s disappointed I would even ask the question. The years go by again, I start talking to another girl and before I can even really formulate anything, she asks me if I’m interested in her, to which I respond in the positive and she tells me she could never see me that way. Sigh…

So now we come to last year. I find a girl who’s actually interested in me. But without going into detail she turned out to be a bit crazy and even though she ended up rejecting me before the relationship really started I believe now I actually dodged a bullet. Despite having spend thousands to see her (we were in different states at the time) I am honestly happy now that it didn’t work out.

So here I am, 33 years old, using match.com and eharmony trying to find someone. Because I have come to the conclusion that I hate being alone. I want someone in my life!

5. I’m approaching 40 and there’s no change in sight to my status, so I’ll chime in.

Virginity doesn’t have any direct affect on my life. Being a virgin is to sex what being an atheist is to religion. Other people spend a lot of time doing it and it seems to make them happy, but it simply isn’t a part of my life. Think about if you’ve never tasted chocolate in your life, you would then also never crave its delicious flavor, since you wouldn’t know what you were missing.

My family and probably most of my friends would know, if they thought about it much. Believe it or not, being a virgin doesn’t actually come up in conversation all that often :p

I’m not terribly ashamed, but sometimes I do feel I’m missing out on something everyone else seems to be doing.

It’s been suggested to me I should pay for it, but like others have said, that seems a desperate solution to a minor problem.

I have dated before, but never found anyone who really made me want to continue dating them.

6. Mid-thirties here. Not quite 40 but for me it’s not much of an issue. Sure I fantasize, look at porn, etc. but sex is about as important to me as seeing Machu Picchu. I would love to go but if I never do my life won’t be incomplete. If I do get the opportunity then cool, I’ll enjoy the experience.

Biologically there’s probably something off. Low testosterone or something but it doesn’t cause me any harm other than being a full stop in my genetic line.

I sometimes feel like an outsider looking in a crazy world. I see people make some incredibly bad choices just over sex like being a US politician and sending MMS images of your groin. I’ve known people who become genuinely distressed because they haven’t had sex in 7 months and it’s driving them crazy. I don’t get it.

How does it affect my life? Well, I have a lot more money given my current income than most people do. I don’t make much but because I am not spending it on anyone but me I have some nice toys.

How many people know? Pretty much anyone that I’m friends with. Questions about marriage, kids, etc. come up from time to time. Some think it’s inconceivable and say I should run downtown with a fist full of cash right now and fix the situation while others seem okay with it. Hell, it’s a running joke with some of my friends.

Am I ashamed? Not really. Sure I’m using a throw away, just don’t want my main account to have this associated with it but outside of reddit? Nah.

7. I got HIV from a blood transfusion when I was a teenager. It saved my life, but at a cost. Although I am a gregarious person, I am consciously aware that remaining in my current status is a choice, but one that isn’t hard to make at all. I am pretty sure I can count on the other seven billion of you to manage that end of things in my absence.

I still flirt with women, but it has earned me the title of being a cunt-tease. The more noticeable thing is probably my sobriety, since I have to avoid making extremely poor, and technically illegal, decisions.

I don’t really have a reason to worry about “dying alone”, and I enjoy the mysteries of life.

8. I’m now 42. I’ve never kissed a girl. I’m overweight, always have been. Not morbidly obese, mind you, just 40-60 pounds too much. I’m not very handsome, this I know.

But, I have good friends, have been told I have a good personality. I’m successful, drive a nice car, own my home outright, and will never have to worry about money or retirement.

I’ve been on some dates, had my heart broken a few too many times. I was always a sucker for liking someone too much, too soon and then putting my heart out there for it to be summarily stomped on.

No one knew I was a virgin. So, like some here have alluded to, I paid for it. I wanted to know what I was missing.

10 years ago, I went to Vegas, and called up the Chicken Ranch. Some old dude in a Cadillac pulled up to my hotel at the pre-arranged time. For the first time in my life, I got in a car with a total stranger and he took me to the next county over to the brothel. After selecting, from a line up of a dozen or so girls, a nice looking blonde, I proceeded to have sex. She was way above my class in terms of looks, body, etc…. I knew then, she would be the best looking woman I’d ever have sex with. After some negotiations, and me being brutally honest, the sum of $500 was exchanged for an hour of anything and everything I wanted.

It was great, it was bad, it was cringe-worthy, it was warm, it was wonderful. It was empty.

I’m no longer a virgin in the physical sense, but may as well be mentally. I was glad for the experience, but sad I didn’t have anyone I loved to share it with. I realized this very soon afterwards.

I too am afraid I’m at the point where living alone for so long, I’m ruined. I’m trying online dating for the first time and results are not promising so far. I have a lot to offer, but our society seems to be driven by physical looks. I’m just as guilty.

If I’m alone for the rest of my life, I’ll survive. I have some good friends, and good family. I live comfortably and enjoy my pursuits of leisure. I’ve traveled the world and have a challenging career I love.

However, from my viewpoint, being a virgin is nowhere near as painful as being unloved.

9.

How many people know about it?

I haven’t given this question much thought until now. My mother probably knew before she passed away from COPD. My father is in a home. He doesn’t think about me, and I avoid him since he’s abusive. My fiancée’s parents knew, but they surely think I’ve slept with someone by now.

Are you a ‘closet’ virgin or are you open about it?

When you walk into a room with people, you assume basic things about them. Most have eaten a hamburger, used a telephone, and worn a pair of roller skates. Adults just presume other adults have had sex, so it’s not an issue for me. If I were to sleep with someone, I would ask her what she liked and try to make her happy. Chances are she would just assume I’m bad at sex.

Being a virgin at my age is abnormal. There’s no advantage in pointing that out. However, it doesn’t feel like a secret I’m carrying around. I don’t identify as a virgin because I stopped thinking about it a long time ago.

Are you ashamed of it?

No. It just sort of happened.

GRID/AIDS scared me as teenager. People weren’t certain how it was transmitted, and if you did catch it, you died. I wasn’t interested in anyone in my high school, so I distracted myself with books, movies, and hobbies. It seemed best to wait until college.

In my twenties, I was smitten with a girl who wanted to wait until marriage. I’d never met anyone like her. Respecting her beliefs vs. screwing was never a dilemma. The thought of spending the rest of my life with her was sublime compared to just sex.

Three months after we were engaged, she was killed in a motor vehicle accident. It took about eight years to get over losing her, including inpatient stays and ECT. I haven’t met anyone like her since. Most single women my age either have children or afflictions. I’m too old and tired to complicate my life. I’ve grown used to living alone.

What is life like?

Shitty. My eyes are fuzzy, my knees ache, my memory leaks. I look around and see my country circling the drain. I’m going to asphyxiate myself next month with a tank of nitrogen, so I guess it’s best no one knows about my virginity. It would be weird if that’s how my friends and colleagues remembered me.

10. 42/M virgin. I was very heavy in my teens, bullied and beaten mercilessly at school, had a father who was more interested in getting drunk at the bar than coming home after work every day. I developed crippling depression at puberty. Mother did her best to care for her kids on her own, but she could never say no to me, so I never learned to really take care myself until living on my own. I never had the birds-and-bees talk, I never had a mentor who broke down what it meant to be a male in the dating pool. Even something simple like, “Women don’t do the asking-out, men do,” might’ve been immensely helpful, but alas.

My 20s were a mess. I lost a bunch of weight, but still had problems with depression and self-hatred. I had this whole pathetic “why me?” thing going that was a total turn-off for the ladies. I met a woman and became her shadow, the stereotypical nice guy. Friendzone level 10k. When I finally admitted to her that I had a thing for her, she disappeared.

As I neared 30, my depression and anxiety deepened because I was so focused on the question, “Why won’t anybody date / have sex with me?” I decided to kill myself on my 30th birthday. Obviously, I didn’t, but I won’t go into detail. It’s an entire story in itself. I started seeing a shrink and taking anti-depressants, on the slow road to recovery. My shrink knew I was a virgin.

There was a lot of soul-searching in my 30s, and realization that I had had several opportunities to sleep with attractive and interested women in my 20s, but I was so wrapped up in anxiety that I missed them. I finally realized I wasn’t the pathetic mucous-filled slug that I once believed I was, but then the problem became THE FEAR of having to admit I was a 30-year-old virgin to prospective mates. I went on a few dates through dating websites, but nothing bloomed. I slowly became more and more disinterested in sex as I realized I was hanging everything in my life on this one little fact. I had a shitty job and a shitty apartment and some shitty friends who didn’t give a shit about me. I decided it was time to focus on making myself happy without sex.

The 40-Year-Old Virgin was released in my mid-30s. I really appreciated how well they captured the virgin’s mindset. “I just kinda gave up.” That still resonates with me.

At 40 I flew to Las Vegas and hired a legal prostitute. She was an extremely attractive but empty Thai woman who took me for a ton of money, but there was no sex, no penetration. I discovered that without some kind of emotional investment in the act, I could not get an erection. It was 3 hours of frustration and humiliation. By the end she just wanted me gone and I was more than happy to oblige.

Two of my friends know I’m a virgin. I haven’t told my family, but I think they may think I’m a closeted gay man. I can’t be bothered to care. Since the night of with the prostitute my mantra became, “Disregard women, acquire happiness,” and I’m working on that. Mentally, I’m in the best shape I’ve ever been. I’m happy, I have a good job, and I have friends who love me. I wouldn’t say I’ve given up, but I do have to struggle to give a shit about dating any more.

And that’s where I’m at right now.

11. I’m 31, everyone knows. I’m not ashamed of it anymore as I used to be in my mid 20s as 30 was creeping near. It does get frustrating at times though when I’m alone with my thoughts and that’s usually the first thing that pops into my mind. It has nothing to do with religious purposes or anything wrong with my little guy down there, I just haven’t had any real luck with the ladies.

I’ve been urged by friends to just go and pay for it, but I haven’t found myself to be that desperate, yet.

12. I’m 34, petite, a woman who people have said is not ugly In decent shape, works in a predominantly male industry, has a bunch of friends…

And I still am a virgin because I can’t find a safe, committed relationship. Due to certain personal circumstances growing up, it’s always been drilled into me not to have sex. I however happen to be a very sexual person but having only really met boys out for one thing I’ve only really dallied with casual relationships- never gone the whole way…because something’s just not been there that makes me wanna.

I’m not ashamed per se but I don’t want it public knowledge, only a few people know…it’s just really awkward telling anyone- they’re always surprised because I seem so “normal”

The sad part for me is never having felt completely…cherished. I’ve been intimate with people and I’m a very touchy person so I love hugs etc But having that moment where it’s “just me and you baby” has never really happened as I’m always aware of some other dynamic. I’m not religious. I just like a bit of emotional security. I don’t want to get married to have it, but I didnt really want to just get it over with with a random either.

I’ve tried internet dating with shitty results, everyone is the opposite of who I am attracted to. At my age, the really awesome guys seem to be already taken.

All the “nice guys” who have ever been into me I just don’t like back so it’s definitely a quandary that I feel is getting worse as I get older and start to lose my looks and youthful glow! I feel I miss out most on the relationship aspect- never having been in love- or been told that they are loved except by friends and family, but I do feel grateful FOR my amazing friends and family tho as their love, hugs and laughter have kept me from going completely bonkers.

Thanks for letting me vent!

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