Red Dawn
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Ah the date that keeps on giving!BTW, she also gave me genital warts which really sucked explaining it to a doctor and getting a 'script for it.
Ah the date that keeps on giving!BTW, she also gave me genital warts which really sucked explaining it to a doctor and getting a 'script for it.
Originally posted by: jemcam
Ah, I can one up that. Dated this hot looking English chick that was an alcoholic, which I didn't know until a week or so later. She was really cool and nice when sober, but she tied one on every night. She put out easily, but she would get very mean afterwards. She would also fart loudly and laugh about it, even in bed. She'd spread her legs and let it rip! One night I'd had enough and I cussed her out, told her to never fvcking call me again and dropped her at her door step at 4 a.m.
She calls me 6 hours later acting like we had a great time last night. I was really cold, and reminded her about all that happened, and she remember none of it, but apoligized. I told her thanks but no thanks, don't bother me again. She had no idea what I was talking about!
BTW, she also gave me genital warts which really sucked explaining it to a doctor and getting a 'script for it.
On top of that Roger you are married
I met some chick at a bar and we seemed to hit it off so I asked her out. On the way to dinner she gave me the "I just want to be friends" BS so I turned the car around and took her back home. I already had friends and I was going to be damned if I was going to spend my hard earned cash just to have the so called pleasure of having another one.
Originally posted by: jemcam
Ah, I can one up that. Dated this hot looking English chick that was an alcoholic, which I didn't know until a week or so later. She was really cool and nice when sober, but she tied one on every night. She put out easily, but she would get very mean afterwards. She would also fart loudly and laugh about it, even in bed. She'd spread her legs and let it rip! One night I'd had enough and I cussed her out, told her to never fvcking call me again and dropped her at her door step at 4 a.m.
She calls me 6 hours later acting like we had a great time last night. I was really cold, and reminded her about all that happened, and she remember none of it, but apoligized. I told her thanks but no thanks, don't bother me again. She had no idea what I was talking about!
BTW, she also gave me genital warts which really sucked explaining it to a doctor and getting a 'script for it.
Originally posted by: jemcam
Okay, one other one. I picked up this girl in a bar really late at night, like 1 a.m. when I was in college. We go to my place, do the deed, and she tells me afterwards that she's 15! I thought I was going to faint! Holy crap, I took her home so fast you wouldn't believe it. I was scared as hell. She looked like she was 20, besides, I had beer goggles on, and she was hot. It never even entered my mind that a 15 year old would be at a bar that late at night, and that drunk.
That was very, very scary! It was also almost exactly 20 years ago so thankfully the statute of limitations is up on that one.
Damn I would have hauled ass too. WTF was a 15yo doing in a bar anyway?!
Originally posted by: baffled2
Several yrs ago whern I was newly divorced some friends decided I needed to get fixed up with someone.They went on and on about how they'd found the perfect person for me,the guy was a scupltor,Harvard educated,yada,yada, so I agree to meet him.
I was living in a gorgous huge house at the time and had a 6ft 4 inch tall male roomate(who was also probably one of the funniest dudes I've ever met,Lloyd,the Jewish Buddist) Ok date night rolls around, the doorbell rings,I answer it and don't see anybody till I look down and there's this unbelevivably small man standing there, the guy couldn't have been more than 5ft 3 0r 4 even in shoes(I'm close to 5ft 9) ok,I recover my composure and my manners and invite him in, no reason to be rude, my friends spoke so highly of him, the guy must be really nice right ?
We go into the living room and this person begins speaking to me which was cool till I notice that he's so short that he's looking up at my breasts and speaking to them instead of to me! wanting to end the ackwardness I offer him some coffee and head out into the kitchen,in the meantime enter the 6ft 4 inch tall roomate who comes bounding down the stairs,peeks into the living room and yells "Wtf,is this in the living room,the Keebler Elf?"
I still laugh when I remember that incident !
then there was the psychotic BPD detective who cleaned his nails repeatedly with the biggest knife I've ever seen and runied my appetite discussing sex crimes stats over dinner.
Originally posted by: SubZeroX
Man, my prom is the date from hell! This guy who took me not only gave me the "I'm sad" face when I performed with the orchestra, sat alone and complained to his friends about how cold I am when I went to talk to my gal friends on another table (yes he insisted that we sit with all HIS friends), and he CRIED!!!!!! OMG I just wish I could kill him right on the spot!! My friend came over and ask if we're going to his house for an after party and I'm like "yeah totally" and my date CRIED like *sniffle sniffle runny nose* cry and said "I thought we'll be alone". Argh! So My friend went like "OK I'll see you in school I guess" and I DROVE (yes, I had to drive) my date home and he even tried to kiss me! I seriously just kicked him (literally) off my car. With my heels no less! :|:disgust:
(OK That was my friend. I'm a guy. I DID NOT go to prom with another guy.)
Hey Chadeades....blonde...sings...preacher's daughter. Who di you go out with? Jessica Simpson
Originally posted by: Red Dawn
I met some chick at a bar and we seemed to hit it off so I asked her out. On the way to dinner she gave me the "I just want to be friends" BS so I turned the car around and took her back home. I already had friends and I was going to be damned if I was going to spend my hard earned cash just to have the so called pleasure of having another one.
Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I had just broken up with my bf, and my friends decided they had met the perfect man for me. So fine, I will go on a blind date. Well, first, he pulls up in a rusty Yugo, with the frame rusted so bad, you can see the road under your feet as you go down it. He is like 6 ft tall, about 90 lbs soaking wet, with thick glasses, and greasy hair. But fine, looks aren't everything, I will still go out with him and see what he is like. Well, about an hour into our date, he still hasn't spoken to me, at all. I had to pay for my own dinner, and my own admission into a dance hall he took me too. And then, he bought me a .50 soda, fine. So, finally, he says I want to talk to you. I'm like finally, ok! He takes me outside, and tells me he has deep feelings for me, and starts telling me how he wants to be with me forever! I was like, whoa, ok, we just met, I don't even know you, and I am not ready for anything like that yet, I'm sorry. So, in the middle of the parking lot, he starts screaming at me that I am a no good whore who played him! So I just look at him, and say "I played you, for a Pepsi?" And he says yes, and how I am a user, etc, so on. Needless to say, after I told him to just take me home, I turned down his offer for a date the next weekend.![]()
