Um... I love Taco Bell. Like severely. And why is the bad movie a reflection on the guy? Or did he do somethin wrong in addition to those choices?

Please.. Your gonna take someone to Taco bell and you think their gonna wanna date you again.. ...Thats not the place you take a girl if you wanna impress her, if your just grabbing a quick bite to eat, ok... but NOT as a first date...Besides...He was pretty to look at, but dumb as a box of rocks...

Oh My...
Okay...
Last July, I went to RAGE with a couple of friends. My drunk ass was on the floor, and my friends stayed out on the patio talking to people. I wander out there, and my friend, Dora, says "...and here he is!" and I'm like "WTF?"...SO this HUUUUUGE Spanish guy is all like "Hello!! Nice to meet you!" and I'm standing there with my other friend like "SAY HI TO HIM TOO " There was an empty seat next to the guy, so I sat down to rest until I heard another song I liked. This big mother fucker starts talking to me and I'm just like "eh...yeah...uh huh...okay...whatever", and then he asks me out. At first I hesitated, but then he said he was gonna take me out to eat, and I can't pass up a free meal. So I say yes. Then he gets up, and I gave my friend the Kubrick stare of death....

The guy, "Pete" comes to get me next saturday. First we go to Culver City, to some ol' rickety crickety Mexican restaurant he swore up and down had good food. I ordered a quesadilla, which they made with CANNED CHICKEN (oh hell naw...)I picked over it and he got upset because I wasn't eating, and I just told him I was saving it for later. I didn't want to tell him it tasted like death, failure and tears. Then he starts asking me where I'm from blah blah blah...and then he tells me that he wants to take me to Mexico to meet his family

He said "I'm not out to them, but I'm pretty sure they have an idea I'm gay. Oh! But they would LOVE you! They would throw a party for you and everything!!" and I said "You're not out to them, but you want to take a guy down there to meet them. Wouldn't that ring some bells?" And he said "Oh no. And even if it did, it wouldn't be a big deal."
YES IT FUCKING WOULD. I am NOT trying to be involved in anybody's coming out process. Mine alone was enough thank YOU. Then we leave the restaurant, and he said "I want to take you to the harbor to look at the boats." I said "My ancestors came over here on boats. Why would I want to go look at some? Am I supposed to reminisce or something?" and he was like "Oh, well it's a special place to me, I thought I'd share it with you." We go to eat AGAIN, and then I tell him I'm getting sleepy and I need to go back to my dorm to take a nap. He tries DESPERATELY to convince not to, but I win in the end. On the drive back to Hollywood, he starts talking about us saving money to go to Europe and shit. No. Just, No. Then he says "Okay, so I'll pick you back up in a couple hours. I want to take you to this place to meet my frieds. If they call me, we'll go meet them, if not, we'll just go to RAGE." So his "friends" never call him, and we go to West Hollywood. First we go to the underwear store, and he tries to get me to try a pair on, which you can't do. Then the whole time I'm looking at swimming trunks, he's behind me sizing me up. He held up this kaballah-strink-fishnet contraption and said "Yeah...these would be real nice!" I said "I must be Aretha Franklin, cuz Ain't No Way..." and I he said "Not for the beach, to walk around my house in"

So we leave there and go to a bar, and we're just sitting down, and this motherfucker is SWEATING. Then he comes in front of me and he's like "Are you having a good time? I'm having a good time etc..." and he kisses me on the cheek, and he says "So are you gonna kiss me back?" in the back of my mind I was like "FUUUUUCCCCCKKK!!!!!" This motherfucker is sweating tsunamis, and he wants a kiss. So I give him a little peck, and he tried to turn his head so I kissed him on the lips...Not happening. Then we finally go to RAGE, and he asks "So what should I tell my friends about us?" and I said "What do you mean 'US'?" and he says "So are we together, or dating, or what..." I said "We're on A date, but we're not dating." and he said "I don't understand." I said "I'm dating 5 other guys, I like to have options, I hope that doesn't make me seem like a whore.." and He said "Well, when I asked you out, I wanted to be the only one you're seeing." And I said "Oh no!! I need variety." Then he went to the bathroom, and I PRAYED TO GOD for something to happen, so I can just slip out without him noticing. The dance floor finally opens, and we go. Some guy was dancing, and twisted his knee cap out of place, Pete panicked and said "OH MY GOD!! Lonnie, stay here! I'm gonna get the manager!!" and I sat on the stage watching this spectacle, and the ambulance had to come cut the guy's pants leg off. There were 2 guys sitting next to me, and one said "OH MY GOD.....His pants!!!" and the other guy was like "I Know!! Isn't it horrible??" So I'm sitting there, and it hit me, that this was the diversion I prayed for! So I god my black ass up, ran from Santa Monica blvd. to Sunset, and back to my dorms.
I saw him last week and he had the nerve to give me his number again

Um... I love Taco Bell. Like severely. And why is the bad movie a reflection on the guy? Or did he do somethin wrong in addition to those choices?

Um... I love Taco Bell. Like severely. And why is the bad movie a reflection on the guy? Or did he do somethin wrong in addition to those choices?

The movie itself isn't a reflection of the person, but it the date sucks, you should at least be able to get a decent flick out of it.
(Friend Chicken Guy took me to see "The Cell".)

Please.. Your gonna take someone to Taco bell and you think their gonna wanna date you again.. ...Thats not the place you take a girl if you wanna impress her, if your just grabbing a quick bite to eat, ok... but NOT as a first date...Besides...He was pretty to look at, but dumb as a box of rocks...

What was the cell? I dont remember that one?

I think it matters how old you are, though. Taco Bell and a movie woulda been swoon-worthy for me as a teenager if the guy paid for it all.

He was pretty to look at, but dumb as a box of rocks...

I was a teenager... I didnt expect 5 star dining but Taco Bell??? OMG, Am I a bitch cuz that just didnt cut it with me...

What was the cell? I dont remember that one?

Mine was with a guy I had actually been dating for awhile.

We were going out to dinner with some friends of his, and he wanted me to wear a particular outfit. While I don't really mind taking requests, the outfit he wanted me to wear wasn't clean - and I didn't have time to do laundry between work and the date. So I explained to him that the outfit wasn't available and I'd be wearing something else.

I don't know what part of that he didn't get...because when he picked me up, he looked at me and said, "Oh - I thought you were going to wear such and such." I said, "No, I told you it wasn't clean and that I wouldn't have time to wash and iron it today."

He proceeded to sulk and basically ignored me for most of the night. When he dropped me off, we somehow got into it and he said, "Y'know...you aren't at all in real life like you are on television." (I did TV weather at the time.) I said, "Really. And just what did you think I was like based on seeing me do a three-minute weathercast? More importantly, how did you think you could actually know a person based on that? "

Needless to say, that was the beginning of the end of the relationship. After we broke up, he dated the weathergirl on another channel in the same town.

Vicarious fame-whore.

I don't think it is a bad movie . Jennifer Lopez cannot act, but I have seen manyy movies that are far worse.

I found it!

Oh My...
Okay...
Last July, I went to RAGE with a couple of friends. My drunk ass was on the floor, and my friends stayed out on the patio talking to people. I wander out there, and my friend, Dora, says "...and here he is!" and I'm like "WTF?"...SO this HUUUUUGE Spanish guy is all like "Hello!! Nice to meet you!" and I'm standing there with my other friend like "SAY HI TO HIM TOO " There was an empty seat next to the guy, so I sat down to rest until I heard another song I liked. This big mother fucker starts talking to me and I'm just like "eh...yeah...uh huh...okay...whatever", and then he asks me out. At first I hesitated, but then he said he was gonna take me out to eat, and I can't pass up a free meal. So I say yes. Then he gets up, and I gave my friend the Kubrick stare of death....

The guy, "Pete" comes to get me next saturday. First we go to Culver City, to some ol' rickety crickety Mexican restaurant he swore up and down had good food. I ordered a quesadilla, which they made with CANNED CHICKEN (oh hell naw...)I picked over it and he got upset because I wasn't eating, and I just told him I was saving it for later. I didn't want to tell him it tasted like death, failure and tears. Then he starts asking me where I'm from blah blah blah...and then he tells me that he wants to take me to Mexico to meet his family

He said "I'm not out to them, but I'm pretty sure they have an idea I'm gay. Oh! But they would LOVE you! They would throw a party for you and everything!!" and I said "You're not out to them, but you want to take a guy down there to meet them. Wouldn't that ring some bells?" And he said "Oh no. And even if it did, it wouldn't be a big deal."
YES IT FUCKING WOULD. I am NOT trying to be involved in anybody's coming out process. Mine alone was enough thank YOU. Then we leave the restaurant, and he said "I want to take you to the harbor to look at the boats." I said "My ancestors came over here on boats. Why would I want to go look at some? Am I supposed to reminisce or something?" and he was like "Oh, well it's a special place to me, I thought I'd share it with you." We go to eat AGAIN, and then I tell him I'm getting sleepy and I need to go back to my dorm to take a nap. He tries DESPERATELY to convince not to, but I win in the end. On the drive back to Hollywood, he starts talking about us saving money to go to Europe and shit. No. Just, No. Then he says "Okay, so I'll pick you back up in a couple hours. I want to take you to this place to meet my frieds. If they call me, we'll go meet them, if not, we'll just go to RAGE." So his "friends" never call him, and we go to West Hollywood. First we go to the underwear store, and he tries to get me to try a pair on, which you can't do. Then the whole time I'm looking at swimming trunks, he's behind me sizing me up. He held up this kaballah-strink-fishnet contraption and said "Yeah...these would be real nice!" I said "I must be Aretha Franklin, cuz Ain't No Way..." and I he said "Not for the beach, to walk around my house in"

So we leave there and go to a bar, and we're just sitting down, and this motherfucker is SWEATING. Then he comes in front of me and he's like "Are you having a good time? I'm having a good time etc..." and he kisses me on the cheek, and he says "So are you gonna kiss me back?" in the back of my mind I was like "FUUUUUCCCCCKKK!!!!!" This motherfucker is sweating tsunamis, and he wants a kiss. So I give him a little peck, and he tried to turn his head so I kissed him on the lips...Not happening. Then we finally go to RAGE, and he asks "So what should I tell my friends about us?" and I said "What do you mean 'US'?" and he says "So are we together, or dating, or what..." I said "We're on A date, but we're not dating." and he said "I don't understand." I said "I'm dating 5 other guys, I like to have options, I hope that doesn't make me seem like a whore.." and He said "Well, when I asked you out, I wanted to be the only one you're seeing." And I said "Oh no!! I need variety." Then he went to the bathroom, and I PRAYED TO GOD for something to happen, so I can just slip out without him noticing. The dance floor finally opens, and we go. Some guy was dancing, and twisted his knee cap out of place, Pete panicked and said "OH MY GOD!! Lonnie, stay here! I'm gonna get the manager!!" and I sat on the stage watching this spectacle, and the ambulance had to come cut the guy's pants leg off. There were 2 guys sitting next to me, and one said "OH MY GOD.....His pants!!!" and the other guy was like "I Know!! Isn't it horrible??" So I'm sitting there, and it hit me, that this was the diversion I prayed for! So I god my black ass up, ran from Santa Monica blvd. to Sunset, and back to my dorms.
I saw him last week and he had the nerve to give me his number again

"That's the world... that I someday... wanna live in." Michael Cera in Superbad.

OH FUCKING SHIT>>>>> They said Arnold someday becomes president.

Bizarrely close to possible now...

He was born in Austria, so if they don't change the laws that won't happen .

The Tea Party would take anything over our present leader. Even a handsy immigrant.

So what was wrong with him?