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Don’t you love the getting-to-know-each-other phase? When you can ask all those questions about what pets you like, and where your favorite restaurant is, and whether you believe in soul mates?

I believe in romanceWelp, I suppose that’s true.

I don’t know about you ladies, but I like to go into a first date armed with a list of things I won’t do. Somewhere between the salad and the entrée is usually the right time to mention things like, “You’re never going to do me in the butt, by the way.” If possible, try to wait until he’s taken a big gulp of his drink.


Acting like a bitch

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Why don’t you split some more hairs? They’re getting thin enough on top of that big head of yours. Oh wait. Now I’m acting like a bitch.

Be sure to check back on Friday to see the winning quote from our Best Worst Break Up Contest!


Oh dear God.

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This is the stuff of my nightmares.

ThingsMyExSaid will be taking the day off this Friday, because I’m moving from New York City to Scotland! But we’ll be back on Monday with our regularly scheduled programming. And don’t forget, The Best Worst Break Up Story Contest is still running until September 25th!


Not really. Apparently it’s on the table. And that is NOT OKAY!

You let the cat on the table

ThingsMyExSaid is teaming up with author Jerrica Zeron, to celebrate her new book, Axing my Exes: A story of wine, bodies, & baggage…did I already mention wine?. Think you’ve got the best worst break up story? Send in your story and you could win a signed copy of the book! Guess what else you’ll win… a featured comic right here on the site! And the street cred of knowing that you have the best worst break up story ever.

The contest runs until September 25th, so check out all the details right here!


That one time you follow the instructions for an easy up-do in Cosmo.

Lord of the Rings Hair

Chances are, unless you met her on a ComicCon message board, she’s not going to love this compliment. But at least he didn’t say Star Wars!


As a recently-turned 28-year old, this reader submission pretty much sums up my (very first world) worst nightmare.

day over 30

Date over. Now. I need to go home, eat a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, drink half a bottle of Pinot Grigio and schedule a meeting with the undertaker to see if he can formaldehyde the crows feet off my face.