Master-Dater
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Okay - got that out of the way. This PSS topic comes from me. It was something like “Tell us about your worse date ever.” Profound, I know.
You know.. I didn’t date often, but when I did misfortune always seemed to follow.
For example there was the time when I bit into a mozzarella stick at “Denny’s” (yeah, I’m a big spender) only to have the opposite end explode and squirt hot-oil in my date’s face. (Sorry Nadia!). There was also the time where my date laughed so hard that she threw up on me. (Yep, I’m so funny you could puke!) There was the time when I bit a tortilla chip (at Chili’s!) and a tiny bit of chip flew off and hit my date (Amber?) in the eye… and stuck there… As you can tell I’m deadly w/ Appetizers. There was also the time I went horseback riding up into the mountains only to leave my keys and wallet in the field where we stopped to make out. That was, of course after we put the horses away and the sun went down. Oh yeah! One of the Horses nearly pee’d on us while we were in the blissful throws. There was also the time when the Police did a “Felony Stop” (hands on head, gun out, blowhorn “step out of the vehicle”, ect…) on me and my date (Amber) because he thought I had a gun to her head. In actuality; I was only fiddling w/ her hair as she drove down the road. And I’ll never forget my date serving me cold pizza… covered in flies… in a horse trailer. Take your pick.