Originally posted by: Rudy Toody
I've got to pass this on. I just heard a worst date story from a lady who works in my building.
She and her bf lived far apart and would meet in the big city for their dates.
One Saturday night, her bf says he borrowed a friends keys and would she like to try it on a waterbed.
He leaves in the middle of the night, but she decides to stay to get more sleep.
Later that morning, she wakes up to discover that she was in a waterbed showroom and outside the large plate glass window she was being watched by a crowd of Sunday shoppers.