Cinnie said:

SHOCKADELICA1 said:

The movie date where while we are in his car on the way to said movie the conversation goes like this:
Stupid dude: "Yo, so how bout I pay for the movie and u pay for the popcorn and shit?" - Yeah he said it JUST like that
Me: "Uuuh, no I don't have any money and I'm not payin for the "popcorn and shit"
Stupid dude: "Ah ha...naw shawty, that's aaaiiight...I got it"
THEN, we get into said movie, and halfway through the movie, I hear paper rustling. I look over to him and he pulls out a half pint of Hennessy in a brown paper bag!! He shoves it at me and says, "u want some shawty?"
He then proceeds to laugh obnoxiously at parts of the movie that were NOT funny, THEN gets a phone call and starts talkin all loud on the phone like we are in the living room chillin!!

We dated?

booty said:

lawd.

chocolate1's description here: http://prince.org/msg/100/239268

I haven't had that many 'dates'. But I guess the worst one was just a cpl months ago. I went out with this cop buddy of mine who had been begging me to go out with him ever since last June when he had to come out to my X Father in Laws house cuz he was throwing me around his yard when I went to pick up my kids.

He had to fill out the police report and claimed he didn't have a pen or pencil and asked if I could txt him my info and then he'd write the report up when he got back to the station.

So I did and then he texted me later that night to see how I was doing and we became friends.

My poor judge of character I thought this guy was a real gentleman. He got me out of a lot of shit in the months to come. Got me out of a bunch a parking tickets. Got me out of an assualt and battery charge, put a new tire on my moms car for me when I accidentally jumped a curb etc etc.

I'd have him over for some beers every now and then but was always very clear that I wanted to be nothing more than friends. Every time he asked me out to dinner I'd say no. He had like a weird shaped head and I just wasn't attracted to him. He wasn't funny at all and would laugh at his own jokes.

ANYWAY! When me and Gristle Adams broke up I FINALLY agreed to go with him to the bar but only if we could meet up with my friends there. So thats what we did, he came to pick me up and we went.

I had this new white jacket on that I had only worn once and it was perfect for the spring, PERFECT.

Soooooo we get there and at some point I tell him I'm never gonna sleep with him.

Next thing I know he comes up to me and says he has to go cuz his babies momma was starting all kinds of drama. Now, it is MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND and theres checkpoints all over the place, how the F' am I getting home, so I ask him to take me home and he says 'I'm not going that way'

I'm like whatever F U.

Well that was the night I meant my current BF he bought me a couple shots.

I thought he was cute but didn't say much more to him than Thank You and nice to meet you.

I ended up calling Gristle Adams for a ride home, he was drunk so he sent his daughters boyfriend to come get me and I ended up sleeping over Gristles house that night even tho I had just broke up with him a few days prior.

In the meantime back at the bar, my friend got Todds number for me cuz she knew I thought he was cute.

I txtd him later that week and VIOLA, were LOVAH'SSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

That was the last night I ever say Gristle Adams, or that gross cop DiMarko, who actually is now offa the police force for the time being cuz he killed someone that he didnt need to kill.

Anyways, it had a happy ending mostly.

BUT! The tragic part?????

I left my motherfucking coat in his car and he won't give it back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Never been on a date. If I hadn't met my wife I would be alone now still having never gone on a date, unless a woman asked me and I thought she might be awesome and she had a friendly face.

tinaz said:

DrRockdapuss said:

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...

Your story reminds me of Mel Gibson's early movie character "Tim" with the description of the little shorts, gorgeous to look at and dumb as a box of rocks. Hey, maybe it was him!

TheVoid said:

My worse one was with a girl I dated for a while. It was my birthday and there was this one outfit that I loved to see her wear. The agreement was that she would wear this outfit for me on my birthday, and she apparently forgot it was my birthday because she made some casual response about how she didn't have time to wash and iron the outfit that day. I had just taken anxiety medication and it made me a bit drowsy though it hadn't kicked in yet. When I met her to pick her up, I noticed that she wasn't wearing the outfit. "Oh - I thought you were going to wear the Zebra striped trousers with the gold belt and hoop earings, leg warmers, and oversized pink sweater." She pitched a fit. "NO, " she said rudely, "I told you they were dirty--what part of that didn't you understand the first time?" (For the record, people--she never told me that before hand. He has very selective and FLAWED memory) So, the two of us met my friends, and by that time the drugs kicked in and I was very drowsy. On our way home, she started to yell at me for being insensitive (mind you, it was my birthday and I was very drowsy). "You don't OWN ME" she said. "YOU. DON'T. OWN. ME!!!!" she said. I responded it with, "Look, schookems, it's just that you're dressed in kaki shorts and a plaid cutoff sleeveless lumberjack shirt--you cut the sleeves off yourself. You said on the news that you hated plaid. I don't mind. I was just kind of confused about the outfit choice. No biggie." "YOU DON'T OWN ME!!!" she yelled. "I'm not your weather lady!! I'm EVERYBODY's weather lady!!! You don't know what it's like to be famous like me!!!" Needless to say that was the beginning of the end and she finally broke up with me, and ironically I ended up dating another weather lady from another station. My new weatherlady isn't bi-polar nor prone to outbursts though. That night, I cried silent tears. . [Edited 5/21/10 4:45am]

TheVoid said:

My worse one was with a girl I dated for a while. It was my birthday and there was this one outfit that I loved to see her wear. The agreement was that she would wear this outfit for me on my birthday, and she apparently forgot it was my birthday because she made some casual response about how she didn't have time to wash and iron the outfit that day. I had just taken anxiety medication and it made me a bit drowsy though it hadn't kicked in yet. When I met her to pick her up, I noticed that she wasn't wearing the outfit. "Oh - I thought you were going to wear the Zebra striped trousers with the gold belt and hoop earings, leg warmers, and oversized pink sweater." She pitched a fit. "NO, " she said rudely, "I told you they were dirty--what part of that didn't you understand the first time?" (For the record, people--she never told me that before hand. He has very selective and FLAWED memory) So, the two of us met my friends, and by that time the drugs kicked in and I was very drowsy. On our way home, she started to yell at me for being insensitive (mind you, it was my birthday and I was very drowsy). "You don't OWN ME" she said. "YOU. DON'T. OWN. ME!!!!" she said. I responded it with, "Look, schookems, it's just that you're dressed in kaki shorts and a plaid cutoff sleeveless lumberjack shirt--you cut the sleeves off yourself. You said on the news that you hated plaid. I don't mind. I was just kind of confused about the outfit choice. No biggie." "YOU DON'T OWN ME!!!" she yelled. "I'm not your weather lady!! I'm EVERYBODY's weather lady!!! You don't know what it's like to be famous like me!!!" Needless to say that was the beginning of the end and she finally broke up with me, and ironically I ended up dating another weather lady from another station. My new weatherlady isn't bi-polar nor prone to outbursts though. That night, I cried silent tears. . [Edited 5/21/10 4:45am]

This is making me laugh a lot. Several times. Is this a real story?

A young guy I pulled when I used to live in Newcastle who looked like a handsome Timothy Dalton (go with it) who left a 'pebble' and a smear on the bed after I'd fucked him.

Needless to say things kinda went pretty cold from that point onwards.

Xibalba said:

A young guy I pulled when I used to live in Newcastle who looked like a handsome Timothy Dalton (go with it) who left a 'pebble' and a smear on the bed after I'd fucked him.

Needless to say things kinda went pretty cold from that point onwards.

EWWWWWW! Well, I guess you could say you fucked the shit out of him!

Literally!

[Edited 7/4/10 16:16pm]

Shyra said:

Xibalba said:

A young guy I pulled when I used to live in Newcastle who looked like a handsome Timothy Dalton (go with it) who left a 'pebble' and a smear on the bed after I'd fucked him.

Needless to say things kinda went pretty cold from that point onwards.

EWWWWWW! Well, I guess you could say you fucked the shit out of him!

Literally!

[Edited 7/4/10 16:16pm]

Well....you'd think people would look after themselves and douche, y'know? Sheesh.

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[Edited 10/22/10 5:49am]

TotalANXiousNESS said:

Soooooo we get there and at some point I tell him I'm never gonna sleep with him.

BUT! The tagic part?????

I left my motherfucking coat in his car and he won't give it back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

telling a guy that you are not having sex men get funny. ( i had argument about it) LOL

[Edited 7/6/10 18:20pm]

I refuse to relive that shit.

kimrachell said:

omg! my dad set me up on a blind date when i was in my early 20's, and it was a nightmare! it was one of his co-workers (i don't know what he was thinking?) so the guy comes to the house to pick me up in this monster truck, i mean it's wheels were huge! and he himself was huge (i'm not skinny anymore, but back then i was skinny & cute). this guy was not only huge, but dirty, i mean he had a t-shirt on with food stains all over it. and he smelled like he hadn't taken a shower in years. he doesn't open the truck door for me, and i almost fall out, because you need like a ladder to even climb up into it. so he says he's going to take me somewhere super nice to eat for dinner. which ends up being dell taco. so he orders the whole left side of the menu for himself, and then looks at me and tells me i need to order my own food and pay for it. so i do. throughout the meal, he's telling me all about these sick and twisted murders that happened to woman up in the mountains where he lives. which really gives me the creeps! and at this point i just wanna go home! so he invites me back to his house to go to his hot tub...and of course i say NOOOOOO!!!! and while he's in the bathroom, i run out of the dell taco to the near-by target store and call my friend to rescue me. that has got to be the worst date i've ever had!

I think you get the prize for worst date.

ScarletScandal said:

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 HUUUUUUUUUGE 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 "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKK!!!!!!!" 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

Somebody please pick me up

littlemissG said:

kimrachell said:

omg! my dad set me up on a blind date when i was in my early 20's, and it was a nightmare! it was one of his co-workers (i don't know what he was thinking?) so the guy comes to the house to pick me up in this monster truck, i mean it's wheels were huge! and he himself was huge (i'm not skinny anymore, but back then i was skinny & cute). this guy was not only huge, but dirty, i mean he had a t-shirt on with food stains all over it. and he smelled like he hadn't taken a shower in years. he doesn't open the truck door for me, and i almost fall out, because you need like a ladder to even climb up into it. so he says he's going to take me somewhere super nice to eat for dinner. which ends up being dell taco. so he orders the whole left side of the menu for himself, and then looks at me and tells me i need to order my own food and pay for it. so i do. throughout the meal, he's telling me all about these sick and twisted murders that happened to woman up in the mountains where he lives. which really gives me the creeps! and at this point i just wanna go home! so he invites me back to his house to go to his hot tub...and of course i say NOOOOOO!!!! and while he's in the bathroom, i run out of the dell taco to the near-by target store and call my friend to rescue me. that has got to be the worst date i've ever had!

I think you get the prize for worst date.

I got really drunk, took him home, and humped him.

Then he kept calling me! and calling me! I thought we had an understanding!

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[Edited 10/22/10 5:47am]