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It made me imagine him bringing a bag of human shit to the dinner table.This made me imagine some dude plowing Borat.
Wish I hadn't refreshed this page before trying to get to sleep ...
It made me imagine him bringing a bag of human shit to the dinner table.This made me imagine some dude plowing Borat.
Wish I hadn't refreshed this page before trying to get to sleep ...
^^ brilliant. Did you ever see her again?
So I'm stuck in this girl's bedroom for basically the whole day, she occasionally snuck me food she wrapped in napkins and stuffed in her pocket and I was drinking water from the bathroom sink.
A similar thing happened to a friend of mine in high school. The girl invited him up, but he had to shimmy up the balcony and go in through her window since her parents were home. The chick's mom woke up, so he ran to hide in the tub. He hears some arguing between the girl and her mom, and the next thing he knows she throws open the shower curtain and screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK?!?" She grabbed a magazine and started beating him with it, but he was able to get up and break past her--bare assed naked, condom still in place--saying over and over "We weren't doing anything!!!" His escaped through the window and was hiding out on the side of the house for a good hour wearing nothing but a Trojan before the girl had the common sense to throw him down his clothes and car keys.yeah, saw her for about six months after that. We still talk occasionally, she moved to Maryland and now pulls about $200K a year, shoulda married her.
Ended up meeting her father, really nice guy but he was freakin huge! I also found out he'd been a paratrooper in the same Venezuelan army unit as Hugo Chavez and for a little while was the Southeastern US distributor rep for Polar beer.
A similar thing happened to a friend of mine in high school. The girl invited him up, but he had to shimmy up the balcony and go in through her window since her parents were home. The chick's mom woke up, so he ran to hide in the tub. He hears some arguing between the girl and her mom, and the next thing he knows she throws open the shower curtain and screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK?!?" She grabbed a magazine and started beating him with it, but he was able to get up and break past her--bare assed naked, condom still in place--saying over and over "We weren't doing anything!!!" His escaped through the window and was hiding out on the side of the house for a good hour wearing nothing but a Trojan before the girl had the common sense to throw him down his clothes and car keys.
met a girl at a hockey game, very plain looking nothing special but she was really into hockey and didn't think much of it romantically more as a friend. We exchange numbers and talk occasionally.
I get a phone call from her, she has tickets for a playoff game right behind the penalty box. She tells me "I'll take you, but you have to make me dinner" I ask what she wants she says something good like meatloaf. I go find a recipe for meatloaf and bake up a couple potatoes, creamed spinach and figure I'll buy her something at the game. She comes over and we have a quiet uneventful dinner. We go to the game and more of the same, just a nice time.
We get to my car in the parking lot and she starts getting really flirtly. The parking lot is a mess, cars pulling out everywhere. Pretty much like any major event any of you have been to. Well I'm trying to concentrate and she starts pinching me and feeling me up. I tell her "hold off, let me get out of this first", she keeps going grabbing at my crotch. Finally I say (sorry forgot her name) "so and so cut it out" she responds "so and so isn't here, this is so and so" so I think basically I'm dealing with a crazy bitch with multiple personalities. Finally I grab her seat belt and tie up her wrists and latch in the seat belt. This gets her more excited, she starts rubbing her wrists on her crotch and saying things like "I bet you are going to make me suck you off while I'm tied up". She reminded me of Ghostbuster, "I am the gatekeeper" she was really acting crazy. She kept saying really raunchy stuff and rubbing herself.
Finally we get back to my place, I untie her, get her out of my car and beeline to the house. I tell her thanks for the tickets and leave. If she wasn't so crazy I would have been up to bringing her in for the night but all I could think is "how am I going to get this bitch outta my house?"
About a day later I get a phone call from her asking what happened and why hadn't I called her. I tell her the way she acted and she says "oh, that was so and so, she does get wild, I'm really sorry about that. I'm nothing like her though". I just say thanks again and that's the last I ever talked to her.
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I'm sure I've got a few more stories, but none that involve dating. I do have an oddball friend who's a serial self-cockblocker, though. It took him 4 different first dates before he realized that screening his date for a history of herpes and HPV wasn't the best dinner table, getting-to-know-you chat.Hilarious! Dude, you've got some solid stories... Have any more?
I'm sure I've got a few more stories, but none that involve dating. I do have an oddball friend who's a serial self-cockblocker, though. It took him 4 different first dates before he realized that screening his date for a history of herpes and HPV wasn't the best dinner table, getting-to-know-you chat.
what did he do, ask for a blood sample and do a screening interview?
Nah, he just asked in the middle of a first impression conversation. He's a hypochondriac and is neurotic when it comes to contracting illnesses. Unfortunately, I'm the guy he turns to in a panic for all his medical advice.what did he do, ask for a blood sample and do a screening interview?
You mean, you guys don't? :redface:
No problem. Thanks for taking the time to read it. Most long posts go ignored, making it not worth the time and effort.
One of the funniest things i've read on Sherdog.
Highlights
"back to the funny farm we go"
The description of the father
The tammy prediction
Not to mention the most uncomfortable of all situations EVAH: sitting as a passenger as the girl starts cussing out her ex.
met a girl at a hockey game, very plain looking nothing special but she was really into hockey and didn't think much of it romantically more as a friend. We exchange numbers and talk occasionally.
I get a phone call from her, she has tickets for a playoff game right behind the penalty box. She tells me "I'll take you, but you have to make me dinner" I ask what she wants she says something good like meatloaf. I go find a recipe for meatloaf and bake up a couple potatoes, creamed spinach and figure I'll buy her something at the game. She comes over and we have a quiet uneventful dinner. We go to the game and more of the same, just a nice time.
We get to my car in the parking lot and she starts getting really flirtly. The parking lot is a mess, cars pulling out everywhere. Pretty much like any major event any of you have been to. Well I'm trying to concentrate and she starts pinching me and feeling me up. I tell her "hold off, let me get out of this first", she keeps going grabbing at my crotch. Finally I say (sorry forgot her name) "so and so cut it out" she responds "so and so isn't here, this is so and so" so I think basically I'm dealing with a crazy bitch with multiple personalities. Finally I grab her seat belt and tie up her wrists and latch in the seat belt. This gets her more excited, she starts rubbing her wrists on her crotch and saying things like "I bet you are going to make me suck you off while I'm tied up". She reminded me of Ghostbuster, "I am the gatekeeper" she was really acting crazy. She kept saying really raunchy stuff and rubbing herself.
Finally we get back to my place, I untie her, get her out of my car and beeline to the house. I tell her thanks for the tickets and leave. If she wasn't so crazy I would have been up to bringing her in for the night but all I could think is "how am I going to get this bitch outta my house?"
About a day later I get a phone call from her asking what happened and why hadn't I called her. I tell her the way she acted and she says "oh, that was so and so, she does get wild, I'm really sorry about that. I'm nothing like her though". I just say thanks again and that's the last I ever talked to her.
Not to mention the most uncomfortable of all situations EVAH: sitting as a passenger as the girl starts cussing out her ex.