Bad Dates

[Araciel]

two words:

sock puppets

[Mercen-X]

All rainbows, sparkles, sunshine, and moonlight... awww...

I don't know... my worst memories associated with being on a date would be mostly in college...
I had my first glass of whiskey (with lemon) at a Red Lobster and thought that I'd immediately gotten drunk and nauseous... turns out it was just a bad combination of the alcohol with the fact that I hadn't eaten anything but a huge bag of popcorn at an early movie.

I hung out with a girl in the mall and she brought me out to her car filling my head with mixed signals. She drew pictures on my arm and then kicked me out of the car.

While dating a proponent for the Book Club, I visited her at her house and had my first allergic reaction to cats... or at least that's what I thought at the time. I've never had a reaction since. To this day, I still don't know why my eyes and nose were affected the way they were, but it totally screwed up what seemed like a promising afternoon.

Oh! Wait! Back in high school, I offered to take a couple of juniors to a senior dance at a bowling alley. Too many kids from other schools heard about it and tried to pass themselves off as local students so in the rush to get in, the girls I brought made it inside and I get left in the cold. I'm a nice enough guy, but I wasn't about to let those girls party their butts off and not give me a second thought, so I had the bowling staff fetch their asses out of there. The only upside to the night was that when a group of pricks drove by us on the street (waiting for my parents to pick us up) shouting lewd comments at the girls, I told them I'd like to find them and beat them senseless and I got a surprisingly positive reaction from the girls. I mean, it wasn't anything special. Just one of the girls said that I was sweet. It didn't occur to me then what she meant, but later I realized she probably thought I was too weak to have actually done anything. But that's all speculation.