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Most guys make the mistake of making friends with a girl first in the hopes of working it into a meaningful relationship later.

This couldn’t be more wrong. Not only are they wasting their time and money on the girl, but they are also digging their own graves.

These men wait around with their heads down in the hopes that she will change her mind and become romantically interested in them. However, these men fail to recognize the most basic facts: If she wasn’t interested in you romantically in the beginning, what makes you think she will change her mind later?

What makes you think she’s not using you as a surrogate boyfriend until she finds somebody she really wants?

What makes you think that she isn’t just around for the ride while you spend your money and time on her?

The "Friendship Zone" is a trap… a trap so elaborate and strong that freeing yourself out of it is about as easy as climbing Mount Everest.

To her, being friends with you means she doesn’t have any sexual attraction towards you or have any romantic interest in you. You’re simply around to kill boredom or until she finds something else better to do.

She may at one point in time have found you attractive, but since she’s spent enough time with you, she now believes you are as challenging as a game of checkers with her grandma. You simply do not stir the electricity in her body and that’s why you are who you are: A Friend!

More often than not, once a girl has made you a friend, getting her to think of you romantically is damn near impossible. And this is what you’ll hear:"Can’t we just be friends?"

Just because you get along with her and are compatible with her in a lot of areas doesn’t mean you are compatible intimately. Besides all this, she knows you too much already, all the sense of being mysterious and being a challenge is already gone. You are basically in arms reach for the girl and about as exciting as a G-rated movie on a Saturday night.

So how do you avoid the friendzone?

Simple…

In the beginning do not approach her in the hopes of becoming just friends.

If you are attracted in any way — big or small — do not approach her looking for friendship. Always make your intentions known in the beginning.

Do not lurk around the far corner like a long-distance peeping-tom. Come on strong like the man you are and not as the chicken that you’ll become if you start a friendship.

Guys, if you are going to spend so much time and attention with a girl, you better and might as well make her your girlfriend. What have you got to show for it if she becomes just a friend?

Whenever you are interested in a woman, take her out on a real date. Don’t fool yourself by merely pretending to be a friend in the hopes of winning her over later.

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The following is a very unusual account of a true but unusual experience:

I had an arterial problem for a couple of years, which reduced blood supply to my heart and brain and depleted B vitamins from my nerves (to keep the heart in good repair). Although there is some vagueness as to the mechanisms, this made me forgetful, slow, and easily overwhelmed. In short, I felt like I was stupid compared to what I was used to, and I was.

It was frightening at first because I knew something wasn’t right but didn’t know what, and very worrying for my career because I was simply not very good any more.

However, once I got used to it and resigned myself, it was great. Even though I knew I had a worrying illness, I was happy as a pig in mud. I no longer had the arrogance of being frustrated with slow people, I abandoned many projects which reduced a lot of stress, I could enjoy films without knowing what would happen (my nickname before this used to be ‘comic book guy’ if you get the reference), and I became amazingly laid back and happy go lucky. I got on with people much better. I developed much more respect for one of my friends in particular who I always considered slow – it turned out he is much deeper than I thought, I just never had the patience to notice before. You could say I had more time to look around. The world just made more sense. The only negative, apart from struggling to perform at work, and having to write everything down, was that I no longer found sci-fi interesting – it just didn’t seem important. (I’m not joking, although it sounds like a cliché.)

Eventually after more physical and life threatening symptoms developed I got the right tests and they found my arteries were blocked up (2 out of 3 of my main coronary arteries 100% blocked – they couldn’t work out why I was alive – it later turned out that I had unusually good peripheral circulation from my intense cycling). I’ve since had stents to open up the arteries again and made a full recovery.

After a year or so I am almost as ‘clever’ as I used to be, although I tend to ignore distractions more than I used to and focus on a smaller number of projects. I’m still more laid back than I used to be though, and have more patience with people. Most people still find me more socially competent. I also enjoy sci-fi again.

So an unusual perspective, from a fairly unusual circumstance, but that’s what it feels like to be be stupid when you used to be fairly bright. In some ways it was a great learning experience, although obviously in other ways it is a life changing fact I have to live with. Not many people get to walk about in other peoples shoes, and then pick up where they left off. Plus it’s obviously nice to still be alive.

In short I would say that the frustration of dealing with slower people is worse than being one of the slower people, even if you know you are slow. Obviously most people who are relatively slow, don’t know it, but I think I’ve glimpsed how they experience the world.

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1. I’m an actively working girl. My first time was only about a month ago. It was through a website where you make offers to pay a girl to go on a date with you. They had to be very clear that it was’t a prostitution website (you compensate for time it said, many many times) but sex was fairly well implied.

My first time was with a 43 year old married man in town on business. He had contacted me about a week prior, through the website, offering $80 for a date. he said he would give me $2000/month for regular sex if we liked each other. I said yes, and he told me which hotel to meet him at and when. He also told me what to wear.

I arrived and he wasn’t too bad looking–slender and way more tan than you normally see as far north as I am. He bought me a drink first at the hotel bar and we talked for a bit. I was unbelievably nervous, but he was fairly reassuring. I was sure everyone knew what I was there for, and I was terrified of anyone calling me out.

Eventually he suggested we head up to his room, and I gave the meekest “okay” that has ever passed my lips. We went up and sat on the bed and chatted a bit more before he kissed me. after a couple seconds he pulled back and said “i like the way you do that. Let’s take off your clothes, and see what else you do well.” I got naked and gave him a blow job. I was’t really expecting him to finish that way, but he did.

After that he laid back on the bed and indicated I should join him so we snuggled and talked for a bit more.

Eventually he told me that he thought I was funny and sweet and “too good at that” and that he didn’t want to see me again in case he formed an emotional attachment. He said he just wanted sex, he didn’t want to mess things up with his wife. I said that was fine and we talked some more.

Eventually I started putting my clothes on. I was waiting for him to give me some money, but he was’t making any moves in that direction, so I sat and talked with him a little longer. Eventually I reminded him that we had agreed on $80 for the date, and he acted all surprised. then he made a show of looking for his wallet and then counted out each bill and dropped it on the bed as he did. I took it and left, not accepting his offer to call me a cab.

I felt pretty gross. My later experiences were better.

2. My first job was a private client, and I was totally calm on my way there and during, it wasn’t until I got into a cab to go home that I started crying. I wasn’t even upset, It was just involuntary.

A month later I joined an agency my first night they gave me this guy who became my first regular, always booked half an hour and I never stayed longer than 10. The other job of the night was in an office in an old industrial estate, two very married man and another escort. She was really nice and reassuring and helped me get over the initial embarrassment. The rest of the night was just sitting in the car with my driver talking about WW2 and listening to Frank Sinatra.

Most of the time I even had fun! But I still always got butterflies on the drive there. I think it was the anticipation of not knowing who the guy was, they could he sincerely nice or they could be a complete jerk.

3. I was an independent escort for 4 years. My first night, I was ridiculously nervous. I went to an upscale hotel, nervously walked thru the lobby, hoping I looked like I belonged there, and not like what I was really there for. I was nervous the whole elevator ride up to his room. I walk to his room, lightly knock on the door. He opens the door, says (for the story’s sake, we will use the name Sarah) “Hi, Sarah?” and like an idiot I reply with my real name. We laughed it off. It was quick, 10 minutes. He was polite and clean. In the area for business. I ended up seeing him a few more times over the years, always very nice. Tipped on top of the hourly rate, which was always appreciated and made me choose to see him over other clients in the future. I have dozens of other stories if anyone is interested in hearing!

4. I’m a straight male escort and my first day of work was definitely not what I expected. I had (female) friends in the industry so I already knew what a normal job would be like. It’s the same regardless of gender.

In a typical booking, you meet, chat for a bit, sort out business, ask the client to shower then get down to business. For me, that generally includes a massage, foreplay, sex and a fair bit of conversation.

For my first booking, I received an email from a girl that basically went as follows:

“Hi, I’d like to book you as a birthday present for my friends 24th surprise party.”

No worries, I can do that…

I turned up early to help these girls prepare the surprise and they’re all insanely attractive. Out-of-my-league attractive. The girl who booked me then drops this bombshell on me:

“Oh, by the way, all of us girls are either escorts or strippers.”

Uh oh, I’m in way over my head…

I do my best to remain calm and collected and we all enjoy ourselves before the birthday girl shows up. They all turn out to be lovely girls and we all had a fun night. No actual sex but there were a few shenanigans that went on.

At the end of the day it was a definite “thrown in the deep end” experience but one I’ll never forget.

5. This sounds awful, but I was so desperate for money that I posted on Craigslist. Obviously that was stupid and dangerous, but I was 17 and I didn’t think about it. I basically asked people to bid to see who I would go with. Keep in mind this was a suburb in the midwestern US, so the money wasn’t crazy. I ended up driving 45 minutes to meet a guy who then drove me to his house. Again, so stupid. I can’t believe I didn’t die that night. This dude was like 50, heavy cigarette smoker, smelled like booze. I told him I was 19. (So stupid.)

The guy paid me $60/hr for three hours. He smoked a few bowls, talked about jazz, and then very creepily went on and on about my boobs. I jerked him for like 30 minutes with this horrible rose-scented lotion, blew him, and eventually we had sex. I was impressed he could get it up with how high he was and figured he must be on something else. That’s mostly what I was thinking about the whole time.

I didn’t feel it when he came because I was too concerned trying to give a good performance. So awkward, but he didn’t seem to notice. When I got off him there was no condom on his dick and I freaked until I realized it was still inside me.

We “hung out” for a little while (read: he slept and I tried not to puke) and then he took me back to my car, filled up my tank and gave me $300. All in all, not a horrible first experience, but also not wonderful. He’s called me a few times, but I never went back.

6. I started working because I’d gotten a few propositions through a dating website. I was studying med at the time and I was short on money. So one time, this guy made me what seemed like a lucrative offer and I agreed.

I didn’t know how any of it worked, so I told a friend I was going out and to call or text me in an hour’s time. We initially met in a park at night, sat in his very, very nice car, had a bit of a flirty chat, then made an appointment. He said he was 58 years old, but I think he was about 15-20 years older than that.

A week or two later, I drove over to his apartment. I was petrified, but I needed the money so I rang the doorbell. It was a lovely apartment, and he paid upfront. He was nice enough. He asked me to do some things that I didn’t want to do, so I said, “Maybe not this time.” Kept an eye on the time (via the helpful clock radio next to the bed) and thankfully he finished on time. Had a shower, bit of a chat afterwards, and then he kissed me goodbye on the cheek.

I think the fact that I said no to rimming annoyed him a little, but he texted later and asked if I would like to do a threesome with another working girl. Things proceeded from there.

7. I drank a heap of wine before I went to the agency. This was about 2.5 years ago when the industry was booming. I did booking after booking and went home with a massive wad of cash. I didn’t think about it too much. I just loved the rush of being booked and making so much money. The industry is dead over here now and I have no idea why.

8.

Yes I was nervous, but it wasn’t really awkward. I had two clients that day.

I can’t even explain the feeling of my heart in my throat on the way to my first job. I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. But it ended up very well.

The first guy was really nice. Mid 30’s, extremely average looking. It was somewhat… boring. We started out with small talk, he offered me a bowl, which I refused. He smoked a little and then eventually kissed me. He had a bit of an ass fetish, I let him eat my asshole and lightly spank me, and then I let him put it in my ass- I figured that it was my first client, I should do a good job. I still see him from time to time, and he always tips very well. Along with the occasional gift of art or books.

And the second guy didn’t even try to have sex with me, he wanted me to smoke a cigarette while watching him masturbate. That’s about it. He paid me for an hour without question and I never saw him again.

I still escort from time to time. It’s great money and a lot of the time, it’s just lonely older men. My agency is very safe, my clients don’t have my personal number (unless I give it to them) and they make me check in with them before I go in and again when I’m done.) Don’t get me wrong, I get some strange requests, but for the most part it’s just sex. I love sex, it hasn’t discouraged me in any way shape or form.

9. My first time professionally was with an awkward Indian engineering student who paid me $500 to drive out to his apartment and do a two hour session with him.

Oh my gosh, I was so incredibly nervous the whole way, didn’t really know what I was doing, but once I got there, I pretty much went with the flow, chatted him up, started playing with him, and we had really epic conversation and he’s still responsible for one of my top ten orgasms (perfect little 4″ curved penis, hit my g spot with every thrust). Fucked twice, I gave him a blowjob while he was on the phone talking with people he was working with. I’m fairly certain he thoroughly enjoyed himself.

Immediately afterwards, on the drive back, I was just so utterly dumbfounded that I got paid that much to fuck a guy that was theoretically dating material if he had the time to date. It was tremendously encouraging, and I have those sorts of experiences with wonderful men (usually around thirty years my senior) sufficiently often that I’m not going to quit escorting until I age out.

10. When I was 18 I was tight on cash and decided, fuck it. I need a sugar daddy. I went on craigslist and found a guy. He wanted to meet me first and needed a new girl to replace his old one, he was willing to pay 4 figures per date. I drove to meet him and was stuck in traffic on the way for an hour or two. I sat at a Starbucks for a while waiting, he got lost because he was only there on a business trip. I was shaking by the time he came. We got burgers and drinks and sat at a table waiting for everything, talking. He was sweet but not my type, I was so nervous and shaking. We got to his hotel and sat and talked and ate, then started getting frisky. He would not stop talking about how amazing I looked and was and I know he was trying to flatter me but after a while it got really old. I stayed the night and left in the morning. He gave me money for gas. I later told him I’m sorry but the age difference felt too weird and he would have to find another girl, but really I just couldn’t stand him.

Then I found this married guy. We talked, I sent him pictures of myself and he was hooked. He ordered things off of Amazon for me to bring (we’re talking bondage/anal stuff) Anal was on the list of “necessities” to him. I was an anal virgin and reaaallly hesitant about it. I told him I wanted to be blindfolded for the thrill of it, but really, I just didn’t want to see his face. Drove an hour to a motel in his town to see him. The way everyone looked at me, I knew they knew what I was there for. I knocked on the door, it opened. I stepped inside where the lights were off, kept my eyes to the ground. He came up to me and started stroking my arms, my face. He instructed me to put the blindfold on and I did.

I hated it. I hated every minute of it. I lost my anal virginity to him and it was painful and I cried. I could feel his fat slapping against my stomach, he kissed me with his bushy beard tickling my face and I fucking hated it, I wanted to vomit. He gave me the $400 and I left. I cried all the way home.

He was nuts about me, wanted to take me on trips and buy me an apartment in his town and all that. I agreed to meet him again, but no anal and no kissing. I told him it felt weird to kiss him when he had a wife (I know, what a fucking lame excuse but what was I supposed to say, “you disgust me”?).

The second time he was coked out and had a hard time keeping it up. I had to awkwardly console him while he beat himself up over it, and suck his flaccid dick several times. We laid together for a while and we had a bit of “sex” (without a full boner it’s pretty much a fail). Once he gave up on the whole thing and admitted defeat, I packed everything up and sat at the edge of the bed. He brought my money and placed it in my hands, and told me to look at him. I was still wearing the blindfold and I shook my head. He took it off of me and told me to look at him. He was wearing a bandana that covered most of his face except his eyes. He had lovely eyes, and it made me want to cry when I thought of his wife.

This dude was convinced that I wasn’t in it for the money. I had a sick mind, I had a dirty side, and only he could fulfill it. I didn’t bother correcting him because I didn’t want to kill the self esteem he was building for himself.
I told him I couldn’t do it anymore. He messaged me a few times over the next year but I kept telling him no, no matter what price he gave me.

I regret both encounters to this day and nobody knows about it.

11. When I was 18 I was looking for a sugar daddy when the CMO of a very well known company (he didn’t tell me this, I screened him and the reverse image search brought heaps of Forbes articles on him) offered me $1000 for the hour if I came to his hotel room. I hadn’t considered transactional sex for money before but I was interested with the price so I showed up, got my money in about three minutes and went home with an uncontrollably large smile on my face.

I wasn’t nervous and I didn’t feel guilty but then again I’ve never been sexually repressed and did plenty of research beforehand. The only awkward part of the night was when he finished rather quickly and then, I’m assuming from embarrassment, threw the cash at the door and asked me to leave.

I’ve been doing it ever since (15 months now) and it’s been such a positive experience I’ve begun seriously considering taking a sabbatical from university and pursuing sex work full time.

12. Just after high school, my girlfriend got a job as an escort. It was back when pagers were cool, for reference. I dropped her off at work on her first night. The place was in a strip mall, just a little spot that looked like a half-empty travel agency or insurance shop. It was out-calls only, so you basically wouldn’t know it was an escort service. I hung out in town, because she said she’d page me if she needed me to come get her.

She paged me pretty quick. I picked her up and we drove to a McDonalds and got coffee. She was a wreck. She said that she told them she was going on a break, but that she wanted me to take her home. She wasn’t even going back to get paid.

She went on an out-call, to a guy’s house. They had bouncer-like guys to drive the girls places, and so a guy drove her to some guy’s house and waited outside in the car. The customer obviously wanted to have sex, and she was totally blindsided by this. I honestly don’t think she knew that she was a sex worker. She thought she was going to be a “go out on the town for a date” kind of escort. She even wore one of her nicest dresses.

Long story short, she ended up just watching the guy masturbate before fleeing the place and getting driven back to the office. Then I picked her up and she never went back. The thing I remember most clearly was when she was describing it to me. She was disillusioned, incredulous. “There were pictures of his wife on the walls! Pictures of his family!”

13. 2003, I am an exceptionally naive 22 year old with six figure debt from a failed marriage and a baby to support on my own. A year before I had been approached by a friend of my sister who offered me a job as an escort. A had no idea what an escort did but the offer of $150 an hour remained in my mind and I called the guy when I reached as low as I was willing to go. I thought escorts danced or masturbated, I wasn’t even a good dancer. I have no idea what I was thinking.

Looking back, my first appointment was a disaster. John was exceptionally patient but I was so anxious. We had a drink, smoked a bowl, and he offered me some coke. Never have done coke before, I hoped it would help my nerves and obliged myself to his offer. That obviously didn’t work. Another hour of chatter and he asked me what I could do, sensing I wasn’t exactly on firm footing with the current endeavor. I had brought a bag of lingerie and offered to model it for him. Somehow this was sufficient for him and the drive home later was to this day one of the most fun drives I have ever had.

Of all the things in life I am thankful for, few rate higher than my dislike of coke. Instead of getting sucked into all that, I got myself out of debt, bought a house and went back to school. Graduated two weeks ago debt free with one of the most sought after degrees from a prestigious school. I have been working independently since 2005 and currently work one $1500 session a week (all my clients I have had more than five years). It has been a lifestyle that has served me well, I have met amazing people and had unforgettable experiences that would otherwise been impossible. Retiring is one of the harder things I have to do but in three months I hang up my heels and am walking away.

I still see John, of course I fuck him now. It only took about four appointments and a huge blow up with a client with more realistic expectations for his $250 an hour to figure out what I was supposed to be doing, then I learned how to do it really well. I have spent a third of my life as a prostitute but I have a beautiful home with big diploma on the wall, happy kid, multiple vehicles in my garage, and the world an open possibility. I am a very lucky lady.

14. No longer an escort (only saw a few clients and decided I’d rather make money the normal way) but here’s my first experience. Signed up to an escort & cam girl site, my partner couldn’t accompany me to the meet so I got my gay best friend to drive me. It was in a Travelodge (classy!) And I was super nervous. I’d asked him if there was anything in particular he wanted me to wear, and he had said he wanted me in casual clothes and no make up. Of course, guys don’t really have a clue what girls look like without a stitch of makeup on so I put on foundation, blush and mascara and a cute sundress.

The guy was around 50 (I was twenty at the time) and he mainly wanted to make out and cuddle. For some reason he had covered himself in talcum powder which was odd, and he wasn’t attractive which made it hard for me to get aroused but he seemed very happy. The thing that weirded me out a little was he kept talking about how young I was and asked me for my real name several times (I had a fake name for obvious reasons). I was reluctant to give him my real name and instead just gave him another fake name – I told him my real name was Elizabeth but my friends called me Lizzie and he called me Lizzie for the remainder of the appointment – then had the cheek to try and haggle me down for an extra hour which I declined.

Afterwards, when I was 300 quid richer for an hour of “work”, I felt strangely empowered.

15. I was 22, just graduated with a BA in a major that would make me no money. Moved in with my parents and was on a downward spiral.

I posted on Craigslist ($400 an hour, I had no clue about rates and still don’t but from this thread it seems high) and met a man the next night at his house for an agreed-upon 30 minutes. We sat on the couch and talked a little bit. He ran a small business, divorced, overweight, 40s. Really ordinary and quite nice, actually.

He took me into the bedroom and there were lit candles and a bottle of lube on the nightstand. I wouldn’t kiss him for awhile, but he seemed lonely I guess? I eventually did. (Stupid, probably.) He put a condom on and I blew him for awhile, but he didn’t stay hard consistently. I climbed on and rode him and he didn’t come by the time the 30 minutes were up. I liked him, so I kept going until he finished — maybe another 20 minutes? I didn’t charge him for the extra. I didn’t enjoy it as much as I would with a regular partner, but it wasn’t bad. After we finished he thanked me and we hugged. He suggested that next time he make a spaghetti dinner and we could eat and get to know each other.

It wasn’t as bad as I had expected, and I wasn’t traumatized, but I never did it again. I’m not sure why. He texted me several times after and eventually I told him I’d moved.

16. It all happened over Thanksgiving break my freshman year (college). I had heard a website for sugar baby a/daddy’s and decided to try it out. After weeding through all of the messages I got, I found a guy that was actually attractive and had chemistry with. So we decide to meet up at his place.

The drive over I almost turned around 5 times, I was so nervous. I know on his door and he looks mostly like his pics, just a little older and shorter than I was led to believe haha. Its both of our first times so we have no idea what to do. We sit on the couch, talk and put on a movie.

Afterwards we go to the bedroom and fool around and do everything but sex (I was too nervous). It was great and I spent the night. He ended up paying for my rent ($670) and a new phone ($500). All-in-all, he was a super nice guy but ended up getting too attached :/ I’ve continued to be a sugar baby and make awesome money from it with the added bonus of only sleeping with guys that I’m attracted to

17.  I was 35. I’m fit, tall, long brown hair and eyes that shift from blue to green, in good shape from bicycling. I have a Ph.D. in linguistics and a master’s in literature, and I’m male.

I was “in-between employment” and talking in a philosophy-oriented discussion forum on the Internet with some friends I had made there. I had discussed, at length, the importance of Jung’s notion of the Shadow in proto-Indo-European myth cycles, and was privately messaged by a woman who had not taken part in the discussion, but had followed it with interest.

She is a practicing Freudian psychoanalyst, in a large American city, and we discussed the tensions between Freud’s and Jung’s approaches, and the nature of the Shadow and integration. We began discussing sexual proclivities, then of course it turned to our own, we shared several compatibilities, and she confessed that she wanted to explore some kinky fantasies she had, and wondered if I would write her some erotic fiction on a number of themes. I agreed, and she enjoyed them immensely.

We talked more in-depth over the course of a month, had chatsex, swapped pictures, and so forth. A month after we first talked, she offered to fly me to her, put me up in a hotel for two weeks, and pay me a sum of money to act out her fantasies with her.

I considered it. She insisted on it being a business arrangement, so that she wouldn’t “catch feelings” (in not such exact terms) and because of the rather intense nature of her fantasies – “buying a sex slave” was part of them. I finally agreed.

Two weeks of the utter legal limits of debauchery (aside from the fact of the exchange of money for companionship and services) ensued. Sex while reciting poetry, sex while drunk, sex in public, sex at a private party with an audience, domination, submission, role-play, on the roof of a high-rise in a thunderstorm half-expecting to die of a lightning strike. Waking up tired, sore, bruised, and mildly dehydrated was the norm. I tied her up, suspended her in a web of ropes, and thrummed them with a cello bow until she orgasmed from the sensation and the verbal accompaniment. She placed a rather vicious dog’s choke collar on me, chained me, and proceeded to entice and humiliate and tease me for hours – until I was slavering and manic to ravish her, and only then she tugged open the knot securing me from acting on my impulses. Far darker things we did.

Over time, we met for sex a few more instances – but we inevitably had developed feelings for each other, and so discontinued the business end of the arrangement. I had used the money to start a business, and gave her back every penny she had given me, and we agreed that we’d finally consider it an interest-free loan. Some of what I wrote for her and that we wrote together has since been published under a pen name, with a little commercial success.

She considers me her last hurrah – she went through menopause shortly after our last sexual visit together, and now doesn’t have the same sexual drive.

I have never involved money in a sexual relationship before or since, and honestly, none of the other relationships I’ve had compare in intensity or raw honesty with the experience we spent together. We stripped each other’s souls bare and bleeding, and know one another more intimately than anyone else knows us.

18. This was only a few months ago. I haven’t made the best decisions in life. I was still 18 at the time and I moved out on my own. I started having a hard time making rent so I started posting ads and going on “dating” sites.

I got a lot of attention and started to talk to a lot of men but never actually went through any of it. That was until a month later or so and I got desperate and finally accepted an offer from one guy I had been talking to for a while. He was in his 40s, from another town, and offered me $900 for the night.

When the night came along, he booked a hotel, and I went over there some time that evening. I was so nervous, I could barely speak a word when I got there. He was an average looking guy. I wasn’t attracted to him but it didn’t cross my mind that it mattered. I was still about to have sex with someone I technically just met, and for money. He ended up offering drinks (yes, I know how stupid this was now that I think about it) and I got drunk enough eventually to relax a lot more. Once I was relaxed, he started kissing me, we eventually got naked, performed oral. We had sex twice and he got off in less than two minutes each time. Which was a really good thing because he was bigger than I expected too. After that, we just went to sleep and I left in the morning. yes, i stayed over night which was probably another dumb thing to do but oh well.

I guess it ended up being better than I expected but maybe I was just luckier than some girls here that he wasn’t too creepy or gross. Since then I’ve only done this twice more but not with him.

19. When I was 20 I used to troll around on Grindr for guys, and one day this guy messages me to hook up. He seemed to be the older type and I was interested so we met at a Starbucks to see if we liked each other. He turned out to be a fairly fit man in his late 40’s that was still quite handsome.

We chatted each other up and he was really nervous, and admitted it was his first time. We eventually went out to dinner and went back to my place where we had sex. I was letting him sleep over but he suddenly had urgent business at 3am in the morning so he left. When I woke up I found that he had left 300 dollars on my desk.

Honestly at first I wasn’t happy because I’m not a whore and I didn’t need the money but I figured what the hell and got over it. He texts me a week later and wants to get back with me and I wasn’t dating anyone at the time so I agreed.

We did the same thing where we went to see a movie instead and went back to my place where instead of having sex he just wanted to cuddle me and talk about his job. So I sat through 3 hours of him bitching about his life before he had to go and again I found 300 dollars in my desk.

This continued for a good 4-5 weeks of the same thing where we didn’t have sex and he just wanted to cuddle me and talk, and where afterwards he left me money. I found out he was the directing manager or whatever of a company and he had a wife and kids and didn’t want them to know so he’d say he was out drinking with his friends.

One week he stopped texting me and I didn’t bother texting him so that was that. I think he was a closeted guy that just wanted male contact and it was quite sad but just one of those things

20.  At 20, I was on AFF when I was offered 2,000 dollars for two hours of my time and a few snaps with his cock inside me. He was a 65 year old man. The sex was pretty good for being twenty, and I got off on the notion that he was paying to fuck me. Honestly, holding the money in my hand afterwards turned me on much that I masturbated the second I got home with the envelope in my hand.

I did escorting for three years before an ex ruined my reputation. I loved it. Sure, some guys were dicks, but I was making anywhere from 250-400 for like twenty minutes of work. Now, I can talk to just about anyone without reservation.

21. I’m a former escort. My first day was easy because I started off as a dancer. I used to work bachelor type parties. The guys would ask for more. Eventually I just agreed to more. My cousin and her friend did parties like “reverse bachelor parties.” Basically a guy getting divorced so like 2-4 of his buddies would hire us to go out and dance. Almost always in a private residence. I would say like 90 percent of the parties the men were over 45. So we would go and dance and hang out. Then at the end either my cousin or her friend would go with the “bachelor” into a bedroom.

When I first went along it was because my cousin got sick and she asked me to go with her friend. She explained I would have to just go, flirt, sit on a few laps. I could dress as sexy as I wanted. So I did that. I wore shorts and a tank top. I looked cute but didn’t really fit the look. I turned out to have fun.

I ended up topless and basically got paid to sit around, joke and flirt with a bunch of men. I really love attention so worked out well. We were there like 2 hours and I got $150. After that they used me as a substitute more often or if the group was larger. I got a bit more crazy with my outfits.

When you’re in that environment it’s fun. People were laughing, drinking. Passed around joints (etc.) it was just fun. My outfits got more daring and I started to REALLY enjoy the feeling I got. I sat on a ton of laps and basically would feel boners. I would laugh and joke. Men treat you differently. The same man who would be embarrassed if you caught him looking at your tits at the super market had no problems looking when you are there to party. After a few months (7-8)of doing this I felt like the next step was no biggie. I would get like 120-160 for just hanging out but the girl who went with the bachelor for more.

When I would go to parties the other girl would just tell the guys right away that she would be the girl for the bachelor. After I felt ready, we gave the option. I’m smaller/petite. My cousin was curvier with booty and boobs. Her friend is curvy too but Asian. The first time I got picked I pretty much just gave him a naked lap dance and stuff progressed. Afterwards I felt super sexy and empowered. I would do like 1 or 2 parties a month. Who ever got picked would go in the bedroom. The other girl would just hang out and flirt. We would also give out info for 1 on 1 meetings.

I never had to use websites or walk the street. That lead to more traditional meetings. I never had any creeps. Every guy I met was a guy I had laughed and joked with before so made it easier. We all normally played safe but I let a few regulars do different stuff. Anal or unprotected. I am a sexual person so I tended to have fun. I didn’t orgasm Every time but I did a lot.

Many of the men I met with 1-on-1 were married over 45. The only down side for me was making an appointment a few days in advance and just not being into it the night of the meeting. Since many were married they would plan a night when their wife was busy or whatever. Some nights I wasn’t into it and had to fake it. Boo hoo right? I did like 1 or 2 parties a month and met 1-3 guys for 1 on 1 meetings a month. It wasn’t full time, I just did it to supplement my income.

I made around an extra 1200 a month. It was fun. I stopped around a year ago because I met a guy in my “normal” life. We dated a while and I got serious. By then I also got a better “normal job” and was making a lot better than minimum wage. After I quit I still met a few of my regulars for a bit. I love my bf and my current life but occasionally I still miss the old life. The excitement. My bf treats me well. Tells me I’m beautiful. But not the same as the other men looked at me.

22. This is from the other end of things. I’m in my early ’50’s, fairly wealthy, and I hire a specific escort 1-2 times a month to play my girlfriend at social/business events. I do it for one very specific reason: to see the mixture of jealousy/hatred in the eyes of my associates when I walk in with her on my arm. Since I’m not interested in cultivating an actual relationship with someone less than half my age, I find this to be an excellent way to really piss off the people (both men and women) I socialize/do business with, without looking like I’m actively trying to piss them off. Petty, I know, but sweetly satisfying nevertheless. All the men want to bang her, and all of the women want to kill her in some gruesome fashion, especially the older ones.

We’ve never had sex. Although I was practically insatiable when I was younger, these days the only reliable of way of doing the deed requires the assistance of little blue pills, and I find I’m just not terribly interested anymore. It still surprises me at times, but I have to say I’m considerably more clear-headed now than I was even ten years ago. A fair trade-off, all in all.

For those who’re wondering, the girl looks somewhat like a taller, much more physically fit Inara from Firefly. She’s a med student (many escorts are college girls who’re in need of cash, according to her), works for an agency, and I pay $500 for her time, plus extra if there’s sex (negotiated outside of the agency). We don’t have sex but I pay her an additional $500 anyway to make it worth her while, more if we go out of town. She plays the role of devoted girlfriend very well and seems to enjoy the effect she has at the gatherings I take her to almost as much as I do.

The fact that she’s not only beautiful but highly intelligent just makes the folks at these events hate me all the more.

If things end early we’ll sometimes go back to my place and watch bad horror movies, which we both love. We do our own Mystery Science Theater routine, shouting at the screen (e.g., “don’t go down into the basement!”) and throwing popcorn at the idiots getting hacked up by the killer clown or whatever. It’s a kick.

She doesn’t talk about her other clients, but from what I gather I’m the only one she doesn’t do something sexual with. I gather I’m sort of a “paid night off” deal, where she gets to play a role while circulating with the rich and sometimes famous without having to get sweaty at the end of it.

I have to say, I’ve had more fun with this girl, an escort, than most of my ex’s. It’ll be a sad day for me when she becomes an MD and moves out of escort work. I’ll be happy for her, of course, but I’ll miss the stir we cause when we go out together.

(Ask Reddit)

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The heartbreaking story of a young sun bear kept in a dark room for most of her short life is a searing example of the unthinkable suffering people inflict upon animals captured for the wildlife trade.

Abandoned and neglected, she was in a horrific state when she was found in a temple that was serving as a defunct sanctuary by her rescuers, Edwin Wiek and his team at Wildlife Friends Foundation Thailand. Deprived of sunlight and emaciated, the poor bear had lost most of her hair and had sores all over her body. She no longer resembled a sun bear.

Despite heroic efforts to save her life, Kwan passed away the following day.

It is miraculous that she had clung onto to her life for so long. Oblivious and cut off from the outside world, she lived in purgatory, surviving under appalling conditions, only to die in the arms of her saviors. It was almost as if she was waiting for her rescue – a chance not only to see the sun again but to tell her story to the world.

Kwan is a victim of the exotic pet trade, which is thriving in Thailand. Many people buy young bears and other animals as pets, but soon realize they’re unprepared to care for them and dump them at Buddhist temples, where they think they’ll be safe. Many of these temples are well-meaning but equally unprepared to care for exotic wildlife; the worst ones capitalize on it, encouraging people to give them animals so they can create cruel menageries, attracting visitors and money alike.

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Rear naked choke used to subdue belligerent man on subway

BJJ Match Study: Leo Vieira vs Shinsuke Fukuzumi

Sneaky knee bar from side control bottom

Sneaky knee bar from side control bottom instructional

Arm-drag takedowns 

North south escape to the back to triangle 

Three-time NCAA Wrestling Champion Ed Ruth dominating at a competition

Using The Cradle To Smash BJJ Guys

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George RR Martin asks Stephen King: “How do you write so Fast?!”

Tommy Wiseau’s Joker Audition Tape 

Beer Experts Try Cheap Beers

This rubber band gun ejects clips like the M1 Garand

Man puts go-pro onto sushi conveyor belt- charming candid look at japanese life occurs

Former Inmate Claims Openly Feminine Men Are Treated Like Royalty In Prison

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The Hidden History of Glory Holes – Mel Magazine

100 Skills Every Man Should Know – The Art Of Manliness

O.J. describes grisly details of murder he definitely did not commit in 2006 interview – VICE

The 22 Most Expensive Celebrity Divorces – Ranker

For all the sneakerheads…Spray that uses revolutionary nanotechnology to create an invisible protective barrier that prevents your shoes from getting spoiled by rain or stains – Crept Protect

What is financial independence? The basics of FI explained in plain English – Get Rich Slowly

7 International Cities Where You Could Live in Luxury Without Breaking the Bank – Urban Daddy

Russia didn’t abuse Facebook—it simply used Facebook. Bad Actors Are Using Social Media Exactly As Designed – Wired

The Ultimate Night Routine Guide: How to Sleep Better and Wake Up Smarter – Life Hack

Ex-Russian spy poisoning looks to be ‘state-sponsored,’ – Fox News

Aubrey O’Day looks like an alien with big fake boobs – Drunken Stepfather

The 217-MPH ‘Exorcist’ Camaro Is Now the World’s Fastest Muscle Car – Maxim

Sexy Picdump – Lurk And Perv

CNN Refuses To Show This Hillary Video. Click Here To Watch – HSI

10 Most Annoying People in the Gym – T-Nation

Curvy Kelly Brook Bikini Photos – G-Celeb

This Is How To Find Joy: 4 Simple Secrets To The Good Life – Barking Up The Wrong Tree

Selfies With Homeless People Is a New Repulsive Trend – Sad And Useless

Emma Glover is a damn fine woman! (nsfw) – Celeb J

Meet The Optimistic Christian Meth Head Who Pulled Her Own Eyeballs Out – The Blemish

TIL In 1985 a drug smuggler jettisoned 40 kilograms (76 pounds) of cocaine from his airplane over Georgia’s Chattahoochee National Forest. A black bear (later dubbed ‘Pablo EskoBear’) found and ate ALL of the cocaine and died of an inconceivably massive overdose – Oddity Central

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Idiot spits at bus driver and tries to go take a seat

What a cute little turtle! 

Girl wore one too many shirts and can’t get out of them

This dog is my spirit animal

Training for the Darwin Awards 

“Hey, I’m going to go get ice cream. Do you want any?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

Video ensues.

Same thing with fries.

Cute girl from Jeopardy

The old switcharoo 

Gypsies??

What did I just watch?

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"I have nothing left"

David Goggins finishes third in the 2007 Badwater Ultramarathon in 25 hours and 49 minutes. Goggins shares his experience in the race and receives his award. Badwater Ultramarathon is the world’s toughest foot race. This legendary, epic, 135 mile running race travels non-stop in the heat of Summer from Badwater in Death Valley (elev. 282 feet below sea level) to Whitney Portal on Mt. Whitney (elev. 8360 feet).

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More than four months after its owner died, a dog still refuses to leave the entry of a hospital in Sao Paulo, Brazil.

The dog’s owner, a homeless man, was stabbed in a local park and rushed to Santa Casa de Novo Horizonte medical centre where he died from his injuries, according to local media reports.

Following the fatal incident, the dog chased the ambulance carrying his owner and has waited at the doors of the medical centre ever since.

Hospital staff — who have provided food and water for the loyal companion — said the dog, whose name is unknown, has never tried to enter the building.

It sits quietly outside waiting for his master.

Local resident Cristine Sardella shared two images of the dog on her Facebook page on February 27, telling the story of his then-four-month wait, with her post going viral.

“We have lots to learn from the animals,” her post read. “He waits for him in vain, but the love he has for his owner is eternal.”

She first noticed the dog when visiting for an appointment.

“He would get up to let people pass by, very politely, and then lay right back down again,” Ms Sardella, a local lawyer, told animal lovers website The Dodo.

Ms Sardella said she arranged for the dog to be picked up by a rescue organisation.

But it escaped within days and made his way back across the city, walking over three kilometres to get back to the hospital.

The hospital’s director Osvaldo Sobrinho, told The Dodo they were arranging for the dog to be seen by a veterinarian and vaccinated, and a staff member was waiting to adopt him if and when it decides to leave its vigil.

It is not the first story of a dog showing unwavering loyalty to its owner.

A Japanese pooch named Hachiko famously waited almost 10 years at a train station for his owner who died after leaving it on the platform in the 1920s.

A bronze statue stands at Shibuya Station in Tokyo commemorating its loyalty, while near Gundagai, Australia’s own Dog on the Tuckerbox memorialises a drover’s faithful dog who guarded its owner’s tucker box until death.

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1. eBay scammers.

When you sell something like an iPhone, computer tablet, etc. (anything worth a pretty penny), you will occasionally get a really high bid at the end of your auction. You’ll then receive a follow up email that appears to be a payment confirmation from eBay/PayPal.

Never accept a payment email at face value. Always log into your PayPal account to verify you have received payment. What is happening is a scammer has created a new eBay account, usually only a couple of weeks old with little to no buying or selling history, and is placing high bids on valuable items. After they win, they immediately spend a fake payment email that looks legit (and is sometimes even more than the winning bid), but is carefully worded to say, "Payment will appear in your PayPal account after shipping tracking information has been confirmed." They are hoping that people will see the fake payment email and will ship their valuables unquestioningly. Do not send anything until you have logged into your account and can confirm the money has indeed been transferred.

These types of scammers will often request you send your items very quickly (birthday present, anniversary gift, etc.) to a different address from the one listed on their eBay account page. This is known as a Proxy Address. A proxy address is used by scammers who don’t want to be traced directly; they will hire someone to accept packages and then redirect it to them after receiving them. Often times, the proxy shipper has no idea who his/her clients are or what he/she is sending.

If this happens to you on eBay, report the user and repost the listing immediately. Make sure to also contact eBay so that they do not charge you a listing fee twice for the failed auction.

2. Check Cashing Scam

My friend got conned out of $2300 over a craigslist "job offer". She was looking through craigslist job offers and came across one for data entry. The company was based out of Flordia but was opening a branch here. After some email correspondence, she was interviewed over the phone and told she got the job. She was given a spot in the data entry department but would be working from home for 1 month before they got an office.

She was sent a check in the mail for $2300 and some change and told her to deposit it in her bank account to buy some software. She said the lady on the phone was urgent and a little mean and she almost decided to turn it down. My friend needed a job badly so she endured and did what her new boss wanted.

3 days after buying the software, the check is declared a fraud and my friend can not get a hold of anyone she had talked to.

The Scam: 

Someone you never met gives you a check, asks you to buy or sell something (taken from this money), and often, wire the remainder, if any, back to them. Invariably, the check is a fraud, the bank reverses the funds, and you’re out whatever money left your hands.

What I don’t understand that anyone still falls for this. People get really dumb on the Internet. Once a computer’s involved, all logic and reason goes out of the window. Imagine if someone came to your house to buy a used car you’re selling for $1000. Imagine that they give you $3000 in cash and tell you to take the $1000 out of it, and mail them the $2000 back later. Then they leave.

This behavior is clearly insane. They just met you and don’t know anything about you. You would identify their behavior as very strange and irrational. Why would they trust you to mail back their $2000? Yet this exact situation plays out all the time on Craigslist.

And, because of the above, and because craigslist has seen so many people fall for the same scam over and over, it’s always very clearly defined right after you click on the "jobs" link, in the craigslist SCAM ALERT. Everything’s laid out in easy-to-read text. You have to click the link that you read the alert before you can even continue (yes, it’s just as liable to be ignored as a software EULA or error dialog. Still, it’s there.).

So while it really sucks for your friend, I simply cannot feel sympathy for anyone who this happens to anymore. There comes a time when, you can warn people all you want with yells and signs and reasoning, but they’ll still jump off the cliff, and they have to take responsibility for it.

Checks are certainly obsolete and a barbaric way to exchange money, but it’s a technology that’s been with us a long time, so we should understand the risks and know how to mitigate them. At minimum, she should have cashed the check, and waited for a few days for the check to clear, before doing anything. Also, an aware bank teller could have probably prevented this.

3. Friendly Girls scam in Europe, especially eastern Europe and especially Budapest.

Two or more women approach you asking for directions or offering directions. They aren’t super-models, but they are reasonably attractive and seem nice and normal. They end up recommending a specific restaurant/bar/nightclub/whatever. You go with them. You have some drinks, maybe some food. Then the bill arrives and it’s almost as much as your round-trip airfare. A large gentleman is there to "help you pay up". The girls act oblivious – this place sure is expensive! Gosh!

If you can’t come up with the cash, you will be "assisted" to an ATM to get the cash. If you refuse, the police will be called. Don’t expect them to help. They’re in on it. They will shrug and explain you must pay the bill.

Guys: if some strange women approach you in a busy city center and beckon you to go to a specific place, DON’T. Either beg off or insist on taking them to a place of YOUR choosing. Try buying them some ice cream and see how they act. That should tell you all you need to know.

4. Collector Coin Commercials.

These things are straight up preying on elderly and senile viewers. "Avoid disappointment and future regret" watch for that phrase. Its in almost all of them. And then theyll reference how gold prices are soaring while its completely irrelevant to the purchase. Its so terrible to think of the amount of money people pour into these things, thinking theyll be leaving something behind for their grandkids college fund or whatever. That shit is infuriating.

5. Facebook questionnaires trick people into revealing common security answers

Yeah, your "pronstar name" that’s your mother’s maiden name, the name of your first pet and the street you grew up on and similar shit.

6. The Kidnapping Routine

My dad had a scam a while ago from some people claiming to have kidnapped my grandparents in Puerto Rico because they had called the cops on one of their gang buddies. He had to stay on the line or else they’d allegedly shoot them, but they wouldn’t let him talk to them because they said they had knocked them out.

My mother couldn’t get a hold of them because they were at church and don’t take their phones with them. My mother called his siblings who said it was a pretty common scam over there where they call peoples children who live on the mainland since they probably have more money.

Apparently they had called someone asking for my uncle’s number claiming they wanted to ask him something about his work, then they called my uncle claiming to be a college friend of my dad who didn’t have his number, so he gave it to them. Then they called my dad and pulled the kidnapping thing.

7. Timeshares

A timeshare is usually some sort of holiday home somewhere and the company will sell timeshares to people so that they ‘own’ a portion of the property and therefore can arrange to use it for a holiday within certain really really suckey small print terms and conditions, it’s like 30 or 40 people own a share in one holiday villa just say in spain – and they are all locked into some contract that means they gotta pay year after year just to be able to spend a week or 2 in a villa – of course the people running the timeshare operation have made far more money off the property than they would just straight off selling it, and they got a bunch of poor schmucks tied into often bonkers contracts with no way to get out of them.

So the timeshare companies need to get customers, and they have to play hard ball, I used to telephone people from a list (the list was strips cut out of the telephone directory, not entirely legal!) and tried to get people to go to some country house health spa for a ‘free’ weekend, any fool who went would just get blasted with constant constant sales pitch, like full on psychological tactics that cults would use in their initiation – no joke it’s that full on, that’s why they wanted them there for a full weekend, they get them pumped up and then they sign away the inheritance.

So the timeshare ‘front’ part would be the initial carrot that gets the schmucks into the line of fire for the sales pitch, in this case some bullshit chance to win a car, but they do come in all sorts of ‘scams’ when we were on the telephone we were sorta upfront the the people we cold called, in a way, we did say it was a timeshare event (maybe we worded it different can’t remember) but you got pretty slick at getting past that sticking point and onto the bullshit speal, I was pretty good at painting mental pictures to retired people of some ideallic country house health spa (never been didn’t even see pictures of it!) and how they would get the weekend for free all they had to do was attend the timeshare seminar…. dun dun dunnnnn! that seminar was basically an entire weekend of super serious sales tactics and basically you were screwed, couples litterally split up after these things because one of them gets brainwashed and the other is strong minded.

8. "Multi-level marketing."

Here’s the thing: if you put time and effort into actually selling the product (Jamberry Nails, Herbalife, whatever), you’re not going to make any money. You’ll have invested a ton of time and energy into something where you’ll end up making less than minimum wage most times.

You can make money in multi-level marketing strategies (read: scams), but the only way you’ll ever make money is to grow the pyramid — and that means recruiting people under you.

The product is simply a smoke screen as well as a legal technicality so they aren’t considered an illegal pyramid scheme. It doesn’t matter if it’s vinyl nails, health products, or rancid cucumbers, the "real" product is a pyramid-shaped hierarchy of "sales associates" (or whatever they choose to call you) who simply take a percentage of the sales and recruitment bonuses from all the levels below them. The more levels below you, the more money you make.

If you’re still selling the product at any point in time, here’s a hint: you’re near the bottom of the pyramid, giving a large percentage of your profits to the people above you.

9. IRS Tax Scam

I work at a bank. I had a girl in tears at my desk, trying to pull 2k out of her college savings account because someone on the phone said they were from the IRS and if she didn’t pay them they would send someone to come arrest her.

She was in class when she recieved the call. They told her to leave class and immediatley go to a bank, because she owed them thousands and it was the last straw. Poor girl believed her. They also told her if she hung up they would send an officer to arrest her. They also told her not to tell anybody.

She almost got out of the bank with the cash. Teller realised something was up and sat her down with me. I had to pull up some news articles concerning the scam before she believed me that it was ok to hang up on this guy.

1. The IRS will mail you a letter if there really is an issue, you will not be called, texted or emailed.

2. A phone call from the IRS will not sound like an Indian guy in a call center.

3. If you get that call, just go to this site for more details about the scam and how to report it:

http://www.irs.gov/uac/Newsroom/IRS-Warns-of-Pervasive-Telephone-Scam

10. Front Desk Scam

If you are staying in a hotel and someone calls your room saying they are from the front desk or room service or whatever and need to confirm your personal details or credit card info it is a scam. Hang up and either call or go down to the front desk yourself. People sometimes call hotels and ask to be connected to rooms and if the hotel doesn’t screen calls properly can impersonate hotel staff. They may even have your name if they scammed it out of the hotel. They do this by calling room service, saying they are from the front desk and asking for the names and room numbers of the last 5 orders for bookkeeping or follow up or something. If employees are new or stupid enough to give out this info, then it can really sound like a hotel employee calling you.

11. Rent To Own

I have an employee who is still paying off a PS3 that was stolen from him three YEARS ago and still has like $300 left on it. He has paid well over $2000 on it already.

I went into one of those stores once just out of curiosity once. I needed a new computer monitor. They had one for $24 a week. I thought thats not that bad. Ill have the full balance paid off in two months. Except that the payments were not until the full retail value of the monitor is paid off or a bit above that. It would be for like 3 years. So when it was all said and done it would of cost me almost $3500 for a $200~ computer monitor. After hearing a whole speech about how ‘convenient’ it was I came to the conclusion it was just a huge scam and walked out never to return.

12. Las Vegas Taxi Scam

If you are ever going to Las Vegas, and taking a taxi from the airport you need to know about the tunnel scam.

Cab drivers scam unsuspecting tourists out of money by taking "the tunnel" which is a longer way to get to every single place on the strip. It’s called "long hauling" and it is absolutely widespread. There have been tons of initiatives to stop it, but it absolutely persists.

Tell the taxi driver "no tunnel" when you get in a taxi at the Las Vegas Airport. They might get upset that you are "accusing" them of long hauling you, but it’s the only way to make sure they don’t do this. Seriously, I’d say the majority of cab drivers in Vegas do this scam.

13. Debt Of A Deceased Family Member

When a family member dies, credit companies will oftentimes come to the survivors to try and collect on debts owed by the person who died.

From my understanding, there is no legal obligation for the survivors to pay these, however, credit companies know this and try anyways.

14. McDojos

60% of martial arts schools teach a lot of weak/unrealistic material or have under qualified instructors etc. If you plan on taking up martial arts, do a lot of reading up on it, the average person I’ve found is incredibly misinformed

15. Penny Auction Sites

You’re not bidding for the item, you’re bidding for the bid for the item. I haven’t actually been involved but from people’s stories, it seems that a penny bid is a 10-cent bid on an item. So, if you’ve bid 50 times on an item that a few other people are bidding on, you’re not gonna pay 50 cents. You’re gonna pay the total number of bids multiplied by 10 cents. Someone apparently ended up paying more than $1000 on an iPad because of this scam.

16. For-Profit Colleges

Well, it took a year of going there, but I finally realized that ITT Tech is a scam. I was working for my father at the time (as an electrician for his company) and all was well. Turned out, work slowed down- and he didn’t want to have to lay me off. He gave me the opportunity to go back to school, but the only "school" that was taking classes at the time was ITT. They had me take placement tests, fill out paperwork, work on tax information, and then they finally told me the price. It’s about $6500 a "semester." You have to complete 8 semesters in 2 years, roughly coming out to $52000. Comparatively, my friend graduated from Ferris State University this year, didn’t work his whole collegiate career, lived on student loans (even paid for his car with some of his loans), and ended up spending about $85000. Difference is, he has a 4 year degree, and ITT would only leave you with aworthless piece of paper that has no degree value.

The classes are complete bullshit. If you show up and have a brain you will pass. That doesn’t sound bad, but after I talked to an actual student who graduated, he told me he was not prepared AT ALL for the job they got him.

Which leads me to my next point. ITT prides itself on their help with finding jobs upon graduation. They are not lying, you actually pay for a whole class ($2200) all centered around resume building and actually finding a job. If i pay someone $2200 to find me a job, and they don’t, I would surely ask for my money back. That’s when my buddy who graduated explained, "After the first job that they get you, you’re pretty much on your own." This scared me. I finally realized that maybe I shouldn’t be pumping so much money into a program that would not end up helping me.

I guess this is more a warning, hopefully it benefits one person who is debating going to this school. I’m lucky I had a good job and rich parents to bail myself out of the debt it was driving me into. If your parents make any sort of money, the loans you receive will immediately start incurring debt. My personal loans were at 13%, which I thought was outrageous, but no other loan company (including banks) will loan you any money for this school. It’s only federal and Sallie Mae.

1st semester: $6500 x 13% = $845. Compound that, do it again for the next semester. I’m not that good at math or I’d do it all, but I think you get the idea. 2 years @ 13% is NOT good. Not good at all.

They also talk about how flexible their scheduling is. Yes they have morning and night classes, but what college doesn’t? I’m now attending a community college and paying about $1000 for in county tuition and that includes books. I work 40 hours a week and attend class from 6-9pm 4 times a week.

17. Rule Of Thumb: If It Involves Western Union, It’s Probably A Scam

18. Clever Scam Taking Advantage Of Men

A ‘heads up’ for those men who may be regular Lowe’s, Home Depot, or Costco customers. This one caught me by surprise.

Over the last month I became a victim of a clever scam while out shopping. Simply going out to get supplies has turned out to be quite traumatic. Don’t be naive enough to think it couldn’t happen to you or your friends.

Here’s how the scam works: Two seriously good-looking 20-something girls come over to your car as you are packing your shopping into the trunk. They both start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their breasts almost falling out of their skimpy T-shirts. It is impossible not to look. When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say ‘No’ and instead ask you for a ride to McDonalds..

You agree and they get into the back seat. On the way, they start undressing. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and starts crawling all over you, while the other one steals your wallet. I had my wallet stolen November 4th, 9th, 10th, twice on the 15th, 17th, 20th, 24th, & 29th. Also December 1st & 4th, twice on the 8th, 16th, 23rd, 26th & 28th, three times last Monday and very likely again this upcoming weekend.

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O. J. Simpson offers “hypothetical” explanation of ex-wife’s murder

Federal Judge Releases Courtroom Footage Of A Crip Gang Member Attempting To Stab A Witness With A Pen

 The video from 2014 shows Siale Angilau leaving the defense table, picking up a pen and rushing at a witness who was testifying. “Deputy Jane Doe” fired four shots at Angilau, killing the man, according to court documents.

This guy’s car impressions are insane. Rally Drivers 100% fooled

Woman tries to save parking spot by standing in the spot.

This guy never skips leg day

Kill Bill – O-Ren Backstory

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How Psychopaths See the World – The Atlantic

Gorgeous Female Politicians You’d Definitely Vote For – Ranker

Here’s a Playlist of Songs You Know But You Can’t Name – Life Hacker

Why you shouldn’t order sushi rolls – Thrillist

The Ultimate Guide to Meditation: How Sitting Down and Shutting Up Could Change Your Whole Life – Knowledge For Men

People who travel, this nifty little device will make your life a whole lot easier! – Amazon

Stormy Daniels Stripping Pics of the Day – Drunken Stepfather

Is Internet Porn Making Young Men Impotent? – Rolling Stone

People Are Stunned By This Simple Snoring Solution – Snore Fix

The 100 Hardest Video-Game Bosses, Ranked – Vulture

A History of Chuck E. Cheese’s Animatronic Band – Motherboard

3 Junior-High Girls Expertly Cover Metallica – Leenks

Hot Instagram Pictures Of Shelby Bay – Lurk And Perv

The True, Twisted Story of Amityville Horror – Topic

Victoria Justice, Olivia Culpo and Other Random Women – G-Celeb

The True, Twisted Story of Amityville Horror – Topic

Here’s What A 1997 Nissan 240SX Looks Like With Just 676 Miles – Jalopnik

How Bad Was American TV in ’89? Check Out The 1989 Fall Preview – Flashbak

Pentagon study declares American empire is ‘collapsing’ – Insurge Intelligence

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Wow, what a chin!

Matt Brown counters Diego Sanchez’s leg kick with a brutal elbow

Rick Gutierrez walks directly into Gaston Bolanos’ perfectly placed spinning elbow 

3 Time NCAA wrestling champ and Bellator prospect Ed Ruth murders Chris Dempsey with a right hand

 Fabrício Werdum submits four heavyweight legends 

Danny Garcia’s Monster Right TKOs Brandon Rios

Brutal

Dude lets a guy test his chin

Find yourself an Uber driver who will get out and throwdown if he gets cut off 

Inside Cuba’s Wrestling Powerhouse

Quinton Jackson surprises his long time friend and coach with a gift for getting him a new contract

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