I ate pizza on this date and let's just say it didn't set well with me. So we drove around a bit afterwards to talk some, except I was hurting so bad, I couldn't find any strength to talk and was too focused on my "issue." Finally, he got so bored he dropped me off and I went home and took care of my problem. It was excruciating holding it. He was nice and asked me on a second date but we never went out because I probably bored him to death the first time.

I feel sorry for the girl Bubba was with, I mean, probably wasn't her day.