“3rd Date She Soiled Her Pants”: 47 Times People Couldn’t Believe How Gross Their Partners Were Being

My ex husband thought farts were so funny (to be fair, they are) but one time he thought it would be EXTRA funny to pull his pants down quick and rip one in my face. Bare-a*s. It happened so fast i had no time to react, at the same time tho- in almost slow motion- i watched a little speck of s**t fly out of his cheeks and land on my face.
MORTIFIED i screamed and ran to the shower, spent probably 2 hours in there. Left him shortly after. He was gross in many, many ways.

Dated a girl one time. 3rd date she soiled her pants.

It didn't occur to me just how clingy she was. I thought I smelled something foul while we were at the mall but figured it was someone's baby.

It wasn't until we were back in my car and I noticed that the smell was now strong, so I checked my feet and asked her to check hers when she let it slip that she soiled her pants.

At this point, I was expecting a fart gone wrong and a little escaped.

No, she told me that she didn't want to leave my side but couldn't hold it anymore and hoped I wouldn't notice.

At this point, I knew this relationship was OVER. An accident I could accept. Birthing a mud monster in your pants because you didn't want to leave my side for a few minutes is way too clingy for me.

The phone calls every day didn't bother me. The long chats didn't bother me. Her wanting me to come over all the time didn't bother me. It was a lot, but not suffocating. This though? This tells me the moment she gets access to any of my electronic devices, she's going to scour them for any traces of any other girls and lose it when she finds something. I have a few female friends that I chat with, nothing serious, mostly former coworkers that I share interests with.

When I was in high school, I "dated" a guy for about 3 weeks. I put it in quotes because we hardly saw each other outside of school. Anyway, for the one real date we had, we went to his cousins house and went mudding on 4 wheelers. We were a mess. His cousin wanted to go out to eat at a nice restaurant, and I said I needed to go home, shower, and change first. They both looked at me like I was crazy and his cousin said I could borrow his girlfriend's clothes. We go inside, and they grab a couple of towels, spit on them, and start wiping the mud off themselves. Then they handed me a towel to do the same. I asked where the clothes I could pick from were so I could go in the bathroom and get cleaned up and changed. They pointed me to a pile of clothes on the floor covered in cat and dog poop. I told them I would just wear what I had on and wipe the mud off it when I cleaned up. I went into the bathroom and called my best friend in a panic. She told me to put the phone on speaker phone while walking out of the bathroom, so I did.

She immediately started crying about her dad not having shown up for visitation. They guys knew her and knew her dad was a deadbeat and that she had issues because of it, so it was believable. At that point, even I was halfway believing her. I told my date I needed to go be emotional support for her, and both guys agreed. He took me to her house and dropped me off, and I just ghosted him after that.

I had an ex leave skid marks in my bed. I’ve never gotten the ick so quickly.

Saw him scrapping the fuzz off his dirty teeth and wipe it on his couch after not brushing his teeth all weekend.

My ex didn’t shower regularly when we first got together. One time it was a hot summer day and I was spending the weekend with him. He had the fan going and the window open. He was just in a t shirt and some loose boxers. Every time the fan turned and it flowed it my direction it smelled like hot garbage. I told him, I know it’s hot but I think we need to close the window, it must be garbage day and it smells horrible. Like it’s making me nauseous. He was upwind and I was downwind…you see where this is going.

He turns to me and says “garbage day was 2 days ago” and right then I realized it was him. I told him he needed to shower now or I’m leaving. He got better about showering regularly over time.

I went to college with a guy and he invited me over to his dorm room for movies and dinner. He was making us burgers that night. Before preparing the food, he had just gotten out the bathroom after being in there for 20 min. I heard the toilet flush, but then the door opened. He didn’t wash his hands. When I saw that I started to grab my things. THEN he then went directly into the kitchen. After not washing his hands, he proceeded to grab some cheese. The cheese had green small spots on them. It was beginning to mold. He told me it was good since it was small, and STILL USE THEM. I don’t remember what I told him, but I ran out of there.

So. We were at this beautiful island resort.

Turquoise water, palm trees, excursions on catamarans.

The last night we were there he left the entire back of the toilet coated in poop splatter.

It was like Basquiat.

I confronted him, told him to clean it. There was a toilet brush, right there.

He refused. Made a bunch of lame excuses, tried to gaslight me. Gave me a bunch of attitude and got in my face.

Obviously there were deep-seated issues with this guy, but this stands out as especially gross.

Not really personal hygiene, but, still…..

My (ex) husband and I are nurses. He started out (as many of us do) on an inpatient floor. He would come home after a 12 hr shift, walk to the cabinet, crab a sleeve of cookies, walk to our bedroom, and with shoes and scrubs on, lie on the bed and eat the cookies off his chest.

Bed bugs. Bed 👏 bugs 👏 . Scabies. Maggots. Bruh.

To others nurses…. Y’all would understand. I don’t think the typical person knows how much bodily fluids we get on ourselves through a shift.

My ex would regularly pick his nose. No matter how much I told him I hated it. Let me explain it to you. He would do it... In front of our friends. Right in the middle of a house party. It was disgusting and embarrassing and he had some weird a*s vacant look on his face when he would do it. Oh thank God I never married that guy. .

I went on a handful of dates with this guy from another university. Eventually we hung out at his place with his housemates. This is a California beach town and the house was in a cute area.

But the place was disgusting. The floors had never been swept or mopped. The communal bathroom toilet had about 2 years worth of s**t stains accumulated. Everyone’s toothbrushes were just lying in the counter exposed to the a*s explosions in the air. And you had to bring your own toilet paper. Mirror was thick with toothpaste splatter. Dried mucous in the sink. Trash on the floor. Obligatory no soap, dirty towels. They had a girl roommate, too, so I was surprised.

His room was decent though. And when it came time to hang out at my place, he remarked how my housemates and I must be clean freaks. No MF, we just have basic hygiene. I had to end things with him over it.

I dated a girl briefly about 10 years ago (both in our mid 30’s at the time). She was a former model and still looked great. The first night that we were intimate, I went down on her and holy hell I almost puked in her bed. I didn’t want to embarrass her so I kept going. When i couldn’t take it any longer, I went to the bathroom and tried to get that awful taste out of my mouth any way I could.

Fast forward about a week and she contacted me. I didn’t want to move forward with a relationship but felt I should talk to her. I explained to her what happened that night and she nonchalantly told me that she had an active yeast infection! I told her that it was pretty messed up that she chose to not tell me about it and allow me to go down on her. Needless to say, the lack of communication (and hygiene) was a dealbreaker for me.

He was really, really into spit as a f****h. Wanted to spit into each other's mouths and like, on each other. Not trying to kink shame, but that was a huge sensory Nope for me. It's not why things ended, but I was not a fan of that and I don't miss it.

Briefly dated a man who would wipe after a bowel movement in the shower.. I get doing a thorough wash after wiping to be super clean but he left s**t chunks in there for me to find and had no shame and told me to just waffle stomp them down the drain like he usually does. WHUT?😶.

I was on a date with This guy and we hung out at his house after eating Mexican food. He went to the bathroom but when he came out and laid on the couch with me, he smelled like actual s**t. Not a bad fart or lingering poop, but like he had actual poop hanging off of him.
The smell was just getting worse and I was shocked that he was still lying there like nothing was happening. I made up a lie and said my mom needed me home asap to watch my little sister cus she had to work night shift (my mom was a dentist lol but I always used this line).
He walked me out and the smell followed us all the way down the stairs and out of the house.

When he turned back to leave, I saw there was smeared s**t on the back of his shorts!!!
I don’t get why he never got up to check at any point because we both smelled him.

He still tried to go out with me after but I never saw him again. Idk if it was a one time accident or if that happened often.

He ate his pimples/whiteheads/blackheads/etc.

I was laying on his chest and noticed that his belly button had a thick, black layer of gunk so thick that you couldn’t see any skin inside his belly button. I will never forget the day. He also would go weeks without washing his hair cuz it “styled better when it was greasy”. Sorry but to this day, he still disgusts me and I wish I could tell him.

In my past life (college), had a guy I was dating come visit overnight. He stayed for three days, totally unplanned, just laid up in the room while I went to class. He didn’t bring a change of clothes, a toiletries bag, nor did he ask for a shower. I went to school in the city and he had a car so we were surrounded by stores. Also, he only lived 20 minutes away 😂so it’s wasn’t a desperate stranded situation either. I asked him to leave bc he would have just stayed there laying around. the fact that he was comfortable being that funky and ALSO didn’t have anything to do for 3 day was 🚩 🚩🚩.

I had an ex spit his gum into my mouth while we were making out.


I had no idea he had gum in his mouth. He just.... pushed a thoroughly chewed, flavorless gob of gum into my mouth with a decent amount of spit.

I remember immediately and involuntarily violently sputtering and spitting it out directly into his face.


He got angry with me for hacking and spitting all over his face and was absolutely clueless as to why I didn't find what he did hot or s**y. 🫠.

I married a man who had bad breath often and it only got worse after we said our vows. I realized he didn’t brush his teeth properly, he never flossed, and he used mouthwash with alcohol in place of brushing sometimes, when he did brush it was usually first thing in the morning and he had sweet coffee right after, so his teeth never got a break. He claimed he inherited bad teeth from his mother. I tried for years to gently push him to practice better oral care but he refused. It still makes me laugh now, he thinks he’s so amazing because he makes decent money, but his breath is horrendous and I love knowing he’s out there making people cringe on a regular basis, it smells like garbage water and feces and it permeates the air around him.