
Meet Tamara. She’s a 33-year-old woman featured on “My Strange Addiction” who has carried around her pillow (named Boo) for almost 30 years — without ever washing it. She never lets the pillow out of her sight and spends at least 18 hours a day in contact with it. As “Strange Addictions” go, this isn’t as creepy as the chick who eats couch stuffing, but still… Yikes.
She carries the pillow everywhere—to the gym, on long walks, the hair salon, and even puts it in the baby seat of her shopping cart at the grocery store. Her “addiction” to her pillow deepened when she was molested at the age of 7, and instead of going to therapy to deal with those wounds, she has found comfort in Boo. Her fiancé found it such an issue that the couple called off their engagement because of the pillow. By the end of the episode, she was still very much attached to Boo, although working on her relationship with her fiancé. [Jezebel via BuzzFeed]
Has no one in her life ever seen Mr. Mom? Because I could solve this problem with a fireplace and some matches. And how do you even date someone who carries around a dirty old pillow — much less get engaged to them? What’s that first date like? How does that thought process go? “Well, on one hand, she’s carrying around her childhood molestation pillow. On the other hand, I’m WAY horny.”
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Boyfriend: “I get disgusted by the pillow, it’s black and dark.”
Seems to me he should really like that pillow.
“Well, on one hand, she’s carrying around her childhood molestation pillow. On the other hand, I’m WAY horny.”
The dilemma of being a man.
She’d have loved Prince Randian The Pillow Man
I can recall a magical time in the late 80s when Mr. Mom was simultaneously broadcasted on all four movie channels then available – HBO, Cinemax, Showtime, and The Movie Channel.
It was a fine day to torch a woogie.
Maybe he saw the pillow and figured she was DTF, already prepared in case he only had one pillow?
Woe woe woe. Someone asked this girl to marry him? That guy needs to go on The Pick-Up Artist immediately.
“And how do you even date someone who carries around a dirty old pillow — much less get engaged to them?”
Two words: Three-some. I bet boo takes up the ass.
“Well, on one hand, she’s … On the other hand, I’m WAY horny.”
This revised statement pretty much sums up my life.
Not sure whether to go for the pillow-biter joke or the Carrie “dirty pillows” joke. Decisions are tougher when child molestation gets in the way of a good joke.
If there are fuzzballs on the pillow; PLAY BALL!
Her fiance is actually trying to aspire to the same properties of the pillow: white on the outside, dark on the inside.