Her dad then walks into the room, reaches in his jacket to set a gun down on the table. I'm sitting there shaking like hell with my eyes fixed on the gun, fear in my eyes. I don't remember how long I was sitting there talking to her parents, but I was scared sh!tless by the time I left and I didn't attempt a thing during the date.
Originally posted by: wQuay
Her dad then walks into the room, reaches in his jacket to set a gun down on the table. I'm sitting there shaking like hell with my eyes fixed on the gun, fear in my eyes. I don't remember how long I was sitting there talking to her parents, but I was scared sh!tless by the time I left and I didn't attempt a thing during the date.
which was the point, lol
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.![]()
Originally posted by: Noriaki
Originally posted by: wQuay
Her dad then walks into the room, reaches in his jacket to set a gun down on the table. I'm sitting there shaking like hell with my eyes fixed on the gun, fear in my eyes. I don't remember how long I was sitting there talking to her parents, but I was scared sh!tless by the time I left and I didn't attempt a thing during the date.
which was the point, lol
Hahahahaha yeah Daddy has to protect his little girl.
Originally posted by: dfi
No horror stories, just an observation.
The men are complaining about dates that they had to pay for. Women are complaining about dates that didn't pay.
dfi
Originally posted by: dc
i was playing civilization 2 marathon style for 20+ hours straight, then my harddrive died.![]()
* A friend of my grad school roommate. The kicker was: I didn't know we were on a date. I know that sounds strange, but that used to happen to me a lot. A girl would invite me to go do something, and before I knew it, we were "dating."
Originally posted by: dc
i was playing civilization 2 marathon style for 20+ hours straight, then my harddrive died.![]()
Originally posted by: Jfur
Actually, my husband had a very awkward moment when he was in the Navy. A fellow sailor suggested they get drinks and the guy ended up taking them to some place in Waikiki called the "Stuffed Tomato". Once they were inside, my husband realized that there were naked men dancing in cages -- it was a GAY BAR! He was mortified.
Hahahaha,I'm exhausted or something but I am sitting here Rotflmao !!!!![]()
Originally posted by: Jfur
* A friend of my grad school roommate. The kicker was: I didn't know we were on a date. I know that sounds strange, but that used to happen to me a lot. A girl would invite me to go do something, and before I knew it, we were "dating."
I know that oneIt's always strange to realize you are on a "date" even though you thought things were very clear. Actually, my husband had a very awkward moment when he was in the Navy. A fellow sailor suggested they get drinks and the guy ended up taking them to some place in Waikiki called the "Stuffed Tomato". Once they were inside, my husband realized that there were naked men dancing in cages -- it was a GAY BAR! He was mortified.
Originally posted by: baffled2
Originally posted by: Jfur
Actually, my husband had a very awkward moment when he was in the Navy. A fellow sailor suggested they get drinks and the guy ended up taking them to some place in Waikiki called the "Stuffed Tomato". Once they were inside, my husband realized that there were naked men dancing in cages -- it was a GAY BAR! He was mortified.
Hahahaha,I'm exhausted or something but I am sitting here Rotflmao !!!!![]()
My husband is the nicest and most tactful man on earth, but that night he had no problem telling the guy off and marching out of there. He just couldn't believe he was on a "date"Twenty years later he can laugh about it....
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.
She also had this one-legged girlfriend that she wanted me to setup with one of my friends. No way in hell was I going to do that, and she got pretty pissed about it. Would you ask your friend to date a fat, one legged alcoholic?
Originally posted by: Nitemare
She also had this one-legged girlfriend that she wanted me to setup with one of my friends. No way in hell was I going to do that, and she got pretty pissed about it. Would you ask your friend to date a fat, one legged alcoholic?
Pics?
Mine would have to be a psycho I met one day. It was sort of a blind date. There was a hottie working at a restaurant I liked to go to and then one day a worker comes up and says that there is a girl there that would like to get to know you better. I say, "Well alright. It's about time" Instead I get a quasimodo looking girl, About 5' tall, could lose 40 lbs easily, pockmarked complexion with a butch haircut. She practically begs for my number in spite of the fact that I told her I had a girlfriend already. (Should have said I was gay, but really doubt if that would have worked on her).
After a couple of weeks of playing phone tag(Me screening the calls and erasing hers), finally picked it up one night in a drunken stupor. Apparently I had my beer goggles on or had forgotten what she looked like and had agreed to go out next friday. I called on friday and said it was not looking good, will try on saturday. Do the same thing on Saturday and schedule it for Sunday. Finally call her at 5 and tell her I will be over to take her out to dinner.Get over to her place about 2 hours later, (a 5 minute drive) with no explanation and take her to a steakhouse 30 minutes before it closes. I find out that her parents are first cousins and her mom is raising my dates, 2 kids by different fathers, in another state, Kentucky. Discovered she had a really whiny voice. Not as bad as Fran Drescher but close.
I take her back to her place when the restaurant closes and she invites me in to meet her buds. One of her buds is rolling a fat one when I come in and the place smells like crap...Her bud has a baby and obviously does not believe in changing diapers. I sit down and start watching television and try to phase out my surroundings. They start drinking and taking xanax's. They offer me some, I take the beer and pretend to take the xanax. At this point, I'm being a total jerk and am ignoring them. I forget my dates name frequently. Then she starts taking off her shirt and all. She wants to know if I want to go in the other room. I decline. She says I don't have to use a rubber, she is on the pill..I chuckle and say I don't even kiss on the first date. I hug her goodbye then leave.
Apparently, she had a good time because she would call me at least 3 times a day for the next month or so at all times of the day. I eventually had to change my number because she started swearing and saying that she would cut me.
Bottom line is..Don't have mercy dates with incest-spawned, Kentucky trailer-trash
