What’s the funniest entry?
There’s the guy who was attacked by killer bees. That one has the greatest number of expletives on a single page.
Speaking of expletives, the Tourette’s man doesn’t curse.
No, his three words were monkey, butter and toast. He says he gets good feedback. He’ll yell, “Monkey!” and people will be, like, “Monkey!” right back. It’s just one of those words people like to say. Nobody pays attention to butter, except waiters.
What’s the most gruesome entry?
What it feels like to have frostbite, by a cousin of Ralph Fiennes. He wasn’t satisfied with what his doctor said about his black fingertips, so he sawed them off. The way he described it was so breezy, like, “Oh, I decided to saw off the tips of my fingers with a Black & Decker”–like it was like brushing his teeth.
Where do you find these people?
We scour the Internet. We got one guy from the Lightning Survivor Group.
Do they write in with suggestions?
We’ve had a few write in with, ah, inappropriate sexual experiences. We’ll leave it at that.
Is there a holy-grail story you’re trying to get your hands on?
It’d be nice to get what it feels like to be really, really dumb by that guy who shipped himself in a crate to Texas.
Do you have a favorite?
The obsessive-compulsive-disorder guy, who takes two-and-a-half-hour showers, sometimes in his clothes. I have a mild case of OCD. I wash my hands 20 times a day, so now I don’t feel too bad about my problems.
