What are the best subreddits that you discovered in 2014?

  1. /r/coolguides/ A subreddit that really needs to grow, has printable guides for everything and anything.

  2. /r/oldladiesbakingpies

    It’s quite literal, except all the titles are made extremely NSFW and it’s pretty hysterical as a result

  3. /r/shittyreactiongifs has quickly become my favorite subreddit. For example, somebody asks me how to nod and my penis is shaped like a key

  4. ~~/r/60fpsporn NSFW~~

    I have nothing to add to this discussion.

    Edit – RIP in my box. A few notes:

    • Yes, this is actually NSFW!
    • No, I don’t know of a comparable gay alternative, I’m sorry!
    • You’re welcome, and have fun you pervs!
  5. /r/ArtisanVideos

    i could watch for hours mesmerizing

  6. /r/ExplainLikeDrCox

    I have no idea who Dr Cox is but apparently he gives snarky answers and disparages the people asking questions by referring to them as “Sandra” or other female names. He is condescending without being actually mean.

    The game is to answer questions in his voice.


    [sighs] Now, Nancy, I know the phrase ‘I have no idea who Dr Cox is‘ is going to make you all want to raise your hands like a second grader begging “Oooh, teacher, teacher, I know the answer! Pick me!” but if you could try, and I know this is hard for you, but TRY to resist the urge to announce “He’s from Scrubs!” then you can all get a gold star to stick on your unicorn diaries. We’ve already got some re^ee^eeeealy good answers below, so my advice to you is to just upvote them instead. Okay? Good. Now get back to work, newbie.

  7. /r/lurkers

    edit: thanks /u/chillaxbro I flipped my slashes.

  8. /r/buildapc so enormously helpful. I only wish there was a larger base of knowledgeable people.

    Edit: proud to say this is now my top comment.

  9. /r/FreeEBOOKS may be of interest to you guys ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. /r/DeepIntoYouTube

  11. /r/stopdrinking. I was sober when I found it but it had a big impact. Yesterday I was 16 months sober ๐Ÿ˜‰

  12. /r/greendawn is fucking amazing. I can’t wait for my army men to show up from Amazon so I can contribute.

  13. /r/thingsforants

  14. Not quite a subreddit, but /r/randnsfw

    It just goes to a random nsfw sub.

  15. /r/nsfw411
    Literally every kind of porn ever

Who is the ugliest person that you would have sex with?

  1. OPs mom

  2. OP’s mom

  3. OPs mom.

  4. I’m surprised nobody has mentioned OP’s mom yet.

  5. OP’s Mom

  6. Ben Stiller. Hahaha just kidding, def OPs mom. Stillers a fox.

  7. This is a tough one, but I think I’d have to say OPs mom

  8. The mother of the initial poster of this thread

  9. OPs mom

  10. La mamรก de OP

  11. Op’s mom

  12. ~~Tom Cruise~~ OP’s Mom

  13. OP’s mom.

  14. OPs mom

  15. Shit, I’d fuck anything with tits and a pulse. Except for OP’s mom.

    Nah, I’d fuck OP’s mom too.

[Serious] Have you asked your girlfriends father for his blessing to marry his daughter, and he said no. What happened after he said no?

  1. Funny story time: I married a Czech and her father didn’t speak English, so I memorized how to ask for her hand in marriage, and called him internationally. He gets on the phone, I say my thing, and I hear the dreaded ‘No.’

    I’m stunned. My fiance mouths ‘What?’ and I said ‘He said no.’ She starts to reach for the phone, but then I hear in the background on the other end her sister yelling something, then I hear him say ‘Ahhh-no! Ano!’

    In Czech, yes is ‘Ano’. But in normal conversation, it gets shortened to ‘No’ all the time, which is similar to ‘yeah’.

  2. I got my shit together.

    He had said figure out the answer to his questions and ask again in 6 months. I didn’t have to ask again.

    I went out, got my college financials sorted out, signed up for more classes, found a job, and a month later bought a brand new civic.
    He was incredibly impressed with and proud of me for how quickly I stopped being a dumb ass.

  3. We were young, I was about to move ~1000+ miles away without a firm job prospect. I asked her parents for both permission and blessing over a seriously nice steak dinner. They politely said no; I asked why; they (again politely) expressed concern over our ages, vocations, and potential separation-anxiety-fueled-puppy-love-marriage-dreams, and their desire to make sure their daughter didn’t wind up destitute with a deadbeat bum.

    Since we all had my then-girlfriend’s best interests at heart, I had no trouble genuinely thanking them (though I was sad). I followed up by telling them we’d wait and prove our commitment and capabilities.

    Waited and distance-dated for a year, asked again over incredibly cheap/nasty green burrito / del taco, got both permission and blessing, married a year later, just celebrated 15 years of marriage and 3 kids.

    And… that was one of several interactions which contributed to the great relationship we all have with each other individually and corporately. Which means there wasn’t a shred of angst / nastiness over Christmas when we had her entire family (parents, siblings, nieces, nephews) over.

  4. Currently that is my problem. He flat out hates me and flat out told me he will snap my neck before I ever marry his daughter. We’re engaged and plan on getting married any way. Really I don’t know why he hates me so much. When we started dating she was pregnant and didn’t know. I spent five long months thinking the kid was mine to find out it wasn’t. I still stuck with her. I love her and her daughter as if she was my own. I could have just ran and to me you would think that he would like me.

  5. I found a job, and his “no” became a “yes.” In all fairness, he actually said, “Not until you get a job.” I was a senior in college at the time.

  6. My father in law said “good luck with that”. It’s honestly one of the more heart felt things he’s ever told me.

  7. I’m not of the same race as my fiance’s father. My plan was to talk to the parents, but when my fiance told her father that I was going to have that conversation with him (I didn’t want it to take him by surprise), he became livid and forbid me from coming to his house. So I proposed without his blessing, and haven’t spoken to him since.

Silent Mass of Reddit, why do you vote but never comment?

  1. New account here but longtime redditor, I generally find myself missing a great question or story hours after it has been posted. I’ve replied with questions in the past with no one ever responding, so now I don’t do it too much anymore.

  2. Because what we want to say has already been said.

  3. A lot of the time I’ll write comment out, but then delete it because I don’t want to be berated for some reason.

  4. You’re just here for my entertainment. It’s like my TV asking me to participate. Shut up and entertain me!

  5. I already waste enough time on reddit, and if I commented I am sure I would waste much much more following how many upvotes and responses I was getting.

    For example, I’m now going to spend lots of time refreshing my inbox to see how this comment does.

  6. You all missed an opportunity to upvote but leave no comments.

  7. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^u

  8. I’m a reserved person in real life, so when I’m in a conversation I just laugh or smile or gasp or whatever to show that I’m listening, but I hardly comment because I have nothing to comment. The same goes with Reddit. I just upvote to agree or show that I laughed or something similar, kinda like what I’d do in real life.

  9. Cuz yall are assholes

  10. I have two reasons:

    1. What I wanted to say was already posted.

    2. What I say never gets any upvotes.

  11. Because I can’t be bothered, there’s always loads of good comments by the time I get to a thread anyway.

  12. Because I’m terrified of being ridiculed.

  13. Fear of getting laughed at

  14. Why would they comment on this?

  15. Either what I want to say has already been said (due to how I normally browse, popular instead of new), or I’m lazy. Pro-lurker slowly coming out of my shell. Been commenting like crazy for about an hour. ๐Ÿ™‚

If they had Happy Meals for adults, what kinds of toys would they include?

  1. A bar near me has a happy meal. It is a burger, fries, beer, and a shot.
    For $10. It’s fucking awesome.

  2. Little airplane bottles of booze.

  3. I’m an adult, and I want happy meals with lego in them.

    And beer as the drink.

  4. An extra hour of sleep.

  5. Scratch-n-wins

  6. Pornographic coloring books, and a pack of jumbo crayons.

  7. Cell phone chargers, everyone needs another charger.

  8. Crossword puzzles.

    Yeah I know, I’m boring. But I like crossword puzzles.

  9. Mcbutt plug

  10. A moist towelette covered in chloroform, for when you need to knock your kid out and get some peace and quiet. I call them Kid Napz (triple entendre ftw)

  11. Advil. For the headaches from all the screaming kids.

  12. blood glucose meters with test strips that come in 7 different colors and you have to collect them all

  13. I expect a lot of people to say “Dildo” or “Buttplug”, but I’d enjoy puzzles that need to be untangled, such as these.

  14. Scratch off tickets for free food.

  15. Those little bullet vibrators! Or the kind of the toys they have for kids now, but themed for TV shows and stuff adults like. Little GOT figurines or something

[Serious] [NSFW] Redditors who have been on the brink of death/legally dead, can you describe what it felt like?

  1. I was in a coma for almost 2 weeks at one point…. honestly it felt like I was outside and there was a loud bang noise and everything went black, but then I wake up in what SEEMED like a couple of minutes but I am now indoors at a hospital 13 days later. Like an on/off switch had been tripped or something.

  2. Nope. I have no recollection of the time I was gone. No tunnel, white light, etc…. Just saw the truck coming at me and then I was in the hospital. To this day (20 years later) I can still summon the perfect image of a truck grille about 1 inch from my face with incredible clarity, and then tiny snippets of my friends talking, pain, lots of blood, and random things, but it was like going to sleep and waking up and not remembering a dream.

  3. Tunnel vision, then blacked out from blood loss. No light, no angels, nada. It made me less scared of death. There was no pain, no worries, nothing. I’m okay with that.

  4. I was very ill with gallstones and getting prepped for emergency surgery when I suddenly realised I was dying. It was the most peaceful feeling ever. I put my soul in order, thought about the life I’d had and was at peace with the fact I probably wouldn’t wake up from the anaesthetic. It wasn’t, at all, a ‘feeling of impending doom’, just a realisation of a process having begun.

    Apparently I was about thirty minutes away from death when they opened me up. The surgeon who told me this said I ‘made him sweat a bit’, which is British English for ‘fucking hell, I was shitting myself’.

    I’ve read since from medical people recounting anecdotes that people who are going through a prolonged dying process, who say ‘I’m dying’ in a calm way, usually go within the hour.

  5. I almost died after being hit head on by a semi-truck. When I was in the hospital half-alive, I went between blackness and a white grey haze. I felt no pain, even though I had both my femurs broken, one was a compound fracture with the bone through my leg. The blackness that soon overtook me felt like a void. I can’t describe it, other than it was like sleeping but without dreaming.

  6. I tried to hang myself about a year and a half ago. When I put the belt around my neck, I felt happy and sure that I wanted to go through with it. I remember going unconscious, then opening my eyes, not knowing what the fuck was happening. It felt like the world was moving (most likely because I could kind of see my body flailing), but I felt numb and was TERRIFIED that I would go unconscious again before I could get the belt off of my neck. I was so fucking scared. The good thing though, is that I know how much I really do want to live after that. I know now that because of that fear I experienced, suicide is not what I truly want, even if I think it is sometimes.

  7. This was a few years ago, almost to the day. December 23, 2011 on Oahu. I had been there for a couple of days staying with my then-girlfriend’s family. My parents had rented a house a few blocks over, we were all spending our first Christmas in Hawaii.

    I went swimming at Kalama Beach, my girlfriend and her sister came with me. My parents and sister were on the shore. After about 5 minutes, the two of them went back in, I stayed because I hadn’t been swimming in months and wanted to soak it in a bit longer. Maybe 3 minutes later I noticed I was just not where I thought I was. I was maybe 5 feet deeper in to the water and 3 feet left of where I thought I was. “Hm. Tide must be coming in,” I thought, “better swim back to shore.” So I did. Or I tried.

    I’d swim ten or so strokes but then not get anywhere. I’d put my feet down and try to swim back in, but the tide was ripping hard on my legs. “Come on, man,” I said to myself, “you’re strong. Your whole family is here. Don’t make a scene. Dig deep!” Repeat 4-5 times and suddenly I knew I was in trouble. I was physically drained, scared, and I was beginning to get disoriented. Worse, I couldn’t feel the sand under my feet any more. In retrospect, this made me feel like I was much farther out than I actually was. I was only about 15 feet in to the water but there was suddenly at least 6 feet of water between the sand and the surface. I finally signaled for help. My dad, sister, and girlfriend came running in to the water: my dad up to his knees in front of me, my sister and girlfriend swam in to my left. My dad was able to get just enough of a touch to push me farther to his right, which helped me break through the cresting waves that were beginning to suck me under.

    Now I was again on my own, fatigued and mentally spent just trying to keep my arms moving. They’d pull two or three times, then stall and I’d put my foot down to look for sand. This meant I was going under the water for 4 seconds at a time. Then 6. Then finally 10 seconds punctuated by timing my gasps for air. Everything started to go gray and I felt more and more relaxed but not “at peace.” I was still struggling, but there was this sense that this was “it” for me. That life would go on for everyone but me: that my family and my girlfriend’s family would have a sad Christmas, that maybe Obama would catch wind of my drowning (this wasn’t far from his vacation house at all and he was there at the time), but I just wasn’t going to be there. There was a sense of acceptance or resignation than anything else.

    Finally, I caught a brief break in the waves and was able to catch three full breaths. I threw my whole body in to it and swam as hard as I could to my left. I got about four or five strokes before I had to just hope against reason that I could get my foot on to something solid. And finally I connected. I was able to drag myself up to the shore and collapse in the shallow water. Chest heaving and adrenaline pumping strong, I had to be carried to a chair to sit upright because it felt like my head was going to explode.

    The next day, at her family’s Christmas party I pulled out the ring that I had hidden in my socks and proposed to my now wife. If I had died in the water, what was killing me the most is that she would have found the ring and been impossible depressed. Needless to say, I’m pretty happy with the way things turned out.

    TL;DR: Nearly drowned in a riptide in Hawaii, felt more resigned than peaceful but definitely relaxed, proposed to my girlfriend the next day.

  8. Overpowering lethargy, to the point that turning your eyes takes a force of will. The tunnel fade to black came with loss of consciousness.

    Breathing became more and more labored, which initially causes panic, but as the lethargy overpowers your mind and you start to drift, not breathing stops seeming like such a big deal…

    5 days icu in March with DKA, I learned I had diabetes when it was hours away from killing me.

    I suspect that the manner in which you arrive at deaths door will play a big role in how you experience it.

    edit: Thanks for all the replies, my son was 6mo old when I was diagnosed, im just happy I made it through for him; but now his odds of being t1 go to 10%.

    Also: quick reference for my bg level on admittance: 84 mmol or 1000+ mg/dl.

    Another Edit: there was a 5 day deterioration, during which I had the symptoms of sore throat, extreme thirst and constant urination. It became dangerous because the only thing that made my throat feel better was orange juice and carbonated pop. Which I drank copiously. It’s worth noting that I have no family history whatsoever and I had a doctor prescribe me amoxicillin and tell me it was strep throat

    Thanks again

  9. A few years ago I had a major stroke. I had just gotten up and was in my kitchen making coffee. At first I felt like I had vertigo, and that I was going to fall over, so I sat down on the kitchen floor. Very shortly after that, I lost all feeling in the left side of my body and my right side started to seize. My vision became doubled and everything sounded like it was underwater and a bit garbled. Luckily I wasn’t alone when this happened. The guy I was dating at the time, happened to be there and was able to call 911. I remember being very aware that I had lost control of my body and I could feel it shutting down. I was trying to talk and knew that I wasn’t making any sense.

    When the paramedics arrived and started working on me, I remember being really concerned that my front door was open, and I didn’t want my cats to get out of the house and get lost. I knew I was dieing, but that is what I was thinking about. It was very surreal and confusing.

    When I arrived at the ER, everything was a blur. Everything happened very quickly, and I felt really disoriented. I remember having my clothes cut off, being put into an MRI, not being able to breath and panicking, having a breathing tube put in, people rushing around me and working on me. I think at one point they may have given me something to sedate me, but I’m not quite sure. I had this moment when I became hyper aware that I couldn’t feel my body at all anymore, and I couldn’t see anything going on around me. I felt like I was no longer in my body, but I could hear the people around me talking and working on me. But they sounded very far away. I felt this overwhelming panic, and realized that I couldn’t communicate. I didn’t know if I was still alive. I remember wanting to scream and not being able to. I remember wanting someone to just tell me that I was still alive. Because I honestly didn’t know if I still was. It was the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced. At some point I must have blacked out or they must have given me something to knock me out. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the ICU, surrounded by my family and doctors, waiting to see if I had any brain damage or paralysis. Luckily, that was not the case, and I came out of it relatively unscathed.

  10. I T-boned a minivan going 50mph on my motorcycle. I was in the right lane and didn’t even have time to put my hand on the brake. The dude couldn’t have timed it better. As soon as I saw that I was going to hit him, time slowed down. I knew I was going to die. I remember every millisecond of the accident too.

    I hit the van, and since I was on a CBR F4, my pelvis/junk crushed the gas tank in by about two inches. This sent me up in the air and not straight into the van. (if it was a Harley, I’d be dead right now). The witnesses say I flew as high as a telephone pole and about 50 feet out. I must have flipped in the air end over end (with my extremities being pulled by centrifugal force) about 6 times. All I remember seeing was dark, light, dark, light.

    I landed on the back of my head and rolled on my back. I blacked out after that.

    I was wearing a helmet and leather jacket. I didn’t break a bone but I wouldn’t walk for 3 weeks.

    I knew I was going to die. It was the most peaceful moment of my life. I will never forget it. I completely gave up on life and allowed whatever was going to happen, happen. It was beautiful.

    No one should fear death.

  11. My senior year of High School I took some penicillin for an inner ear infection (I was a spring board diver). 8 minutes after taking it I had 4 hives on my face. I walked approximately 7 yards to my kitchen where my mom was, and asked her ‘should I be worried about these 4 hives?’ Her response was a look of shock and terror. In just a small amount of time half my face had become covered in hives. After a few frantic phone calls she rushed me to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital (roughly 21 minutes after taking the penicillin) I could barely breath, and my eyes were almost entirely swollen shut. She helped me into the ER, I collapsed on the floor after making it into the door. I remember hearing her scream for help, I remember trying so hard to see anything, but couldn’t because my eyes were completely swollen shut. I remember trying to breath but couldn’t. My last memory was of being put on a stretcher and hearing a doctor yell that he needed some medicine pushed as fast as they could, then there was nothing.

    I woke up 4 hours later. I didn’t peacefully wake up and regain consciousnesses, it was violent and painful. They had pushed so much counter-agent into my body that I was having violent full body seizures that would last roughly 45 seconds. I had one every 4-5 minutes. The look of relief on my moms face when I turned to her and asked if anything interesting was going on is something else I will never forget.

    She told me shortly after they got me on the stretcher my heart stopped. I was clinically dead for 58 seconds. She told me the seizures were painful to watch, and they started about 2 hours after I was brought back.

    I don’t recall anything of the 4 hours. No white light, no sense of release, just a sadness that I would miss the rest of my life.

    The other part of it that I will always remember happened after I had been awake for a couple of hours. My dad was a police and SWAT officer at the time. He had no idea anything happened to me (policy so he wasn’t distracted), and when he was told, he and 5 of his fellow SWAT officers were 2 blocks away. They all charged to the hospital. The memory of 6 fully loaded SWAT officers barging into my room to check on my is something I will never forget.

  12. It was less dramatic than fainting. Just everything going black. (I drowned).

  13. Honestly, it felt all right. I remember thinking “ok, this is ok, I’m ok to die now…”

  14. I fell out of a tree when i was 13 and broke over half the bones on the lower part of my body and most bones in my face. I died from choking on my own blood and was later rescued by paramedics while inside of an ambulance. (I was unconscious, but this is what I remember). I didn’t have that Hollywood type out of the body, looking at myself from heaven type experience. But I felt very relaxed and comfortable with what was happening, even though I should have been in excruciating pain, I felt peaceful. I didn’t see a light, didn’t meet Jesus at the gates of heaven, I was just in my head, very peaceful and felt like I was on my way to something or somewhere else. Next thing i know i wake up 5 days later in the ICU.

  15. Almost died of dehydration. I hadn’t had any food or water in 5 days, as I was recovering from surgery and kept telling myself I’d feel better the next day and I’d be able to eat/drink then. Never happened though, and on the fifth day I remember waking up, knowing I was in trouble, and making my way downstairs around 9 am to try and find my phone. I hadn’t been able to talk for a couple days so I couldn’t call for help, but I later found a text I’d typed out to my boyfriend saying “I need to go to the ER”. I don’t remember typing that message and it hadn’t sent.

    The dehydration was the most excruciating feeling I’ve ever known in my life, not necessarily pain but worse, like my body was letting me know it was shutting down. I sat down and couldn’t get up again, and all I could think was that it “hurt” so bad that I wanted to not exist until it stopped hurting. That’s the last thing I remember.

    My boyfriend at the time came home 5 hours later and found me in the same spot, unresponsive and barely breathing. He tried to wake me but when he propped me up I fell face first onto the floor and didn’t move. We lived about two blocks from the hospital, so he carried me to his car and rushed me to the ER. He said the nurses weren’t sure if they’d be able to get an IV in me because my veins were so thin from dehydration, but they managed. I don’t remember much of that week and the time from when I sat down in that chair to when I woke up in the hospital is just blank. Like that time didn’t exist for me.

    I’d always thought that once you got over the feelings of hunger/thirst that dying of dehydration or hunger would be one of the less painful ways to die, but I was wrong. Even though it wasn’t what we typically understand as pain, the way my body felt was the most excruciating thing I’ve ever known, and if I had to die now or feel that way for the rest of my life, I’d choose death.

What are the best subreddits I’m not reading?

  1. /r/lifeofnorman is quite unknown. Basically, it’s a fanbase to an imaginary person, named Norman, who is just an entirely typical bloke. Content is based on people writing small anecdotal stories about Norman. Quite strange and entertaining- Norman grows along with the trends of the subreddit.

    Currently, they’re compiling a novel by collecting the stories and fitting them into a year of Norman’s life. They’re a ways away, but there’s still time to write and read a chunk, and get into the book.

  2. Is there a subreddit where people can make self posts to practice foreign languages? And native speakers may reply with tips and pointers? Seems like a ripe opportunity if there isn’t yet, since the amazing diversity of the Reddit community is perfectly suited for this.

  3. /r/AskHistorians if you’re into history at all. Heavily moderated so everything you read is legitimate and backed up with sources.

    Edit: TIL; there is a massive /r/AskHistorians hate circlejerk

  4. /r/whowouldwin

  5. /r/TalesFromRetail




  6. For music: /r/silkysmoothmusic

    For movie discussion: /r/flicks

    For fun: /r/explainlikeIAmA & /r/dogshowerthoughts

  7. /r/ExplainlikeIAMA

    Instead of giving you a list like others let me just give you this one. Some of the funniest things I’ve ever read are on this sub.

  8. /r/unstirredpaint, hands down.

  9. /r/financialindependence






















    I’ve posted this list before in a similar thread.

  10. /r/FreeEBOOKS

    • /r/100yearsago – for things that happened exactly 100 years go

    • /r/retrogaming – For gaming in the 70s, 80s, and 90s

    • /r/WDP – The sub that asks, “Why do people do what they do?”

    • /r/WhereIsMyFlyingCar – Because it’s almost 2015, damn it!

  11. /r/ShittyAnimalFacts is one of my favorites.

  12. /r/wheredidthesodago


  13. /r/youenteradungeon. It’s text-based RPGs in reddit. It’s awesome if you’re into that kind of thing.

  14. /r/UnexpectedThugLife