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Is this his way of finagling a second date where cell phones are not allowed? Interesting strategy.

"All rise."

These stalker types should really be sharing their free time and energy with the rest of us.

Edited, May 18th 2017 10:00am by someproteinguy

You know, like most of the stories I post I thought it was amusing but ultimately throwaway. I mean, I found it on a damn comic book site. Apparently not.


Edited, May 18th 2017 1:25pm by lolgaxe

So, any amusing bad date stories?


Edited, May 18th 2017 1:16pm by Samira

I went on a Bumble date a few weeks ago, during which I tried to explain the premise for Mystery Science Theater 3000.

We did not go on a second date. Probably for the best.

I don't know if you can call it a date, but I was invited to a childhood friend of mine that I had feelings for off and on throughout grade and high school's house to say goodbye before I left for bootcamp. We hang out, eat a couple of burgers and watched a movie. Proceeded to get closer to kiss, and as we locked eyes I run to the bathroom and started puking. And I mean puking. Violent, projectile, red in the face because you can't breath, eyes bulging, possessed by the demon Pazuzu, the seventh seal has been broken, all hell's broken loose vomit. She starts rubbing my back as I emptied my stomach and probably a couple of other organs into her bathtub because at the time it seemed like a good idea to aim for a bigger target to contain all the sins of man being expelled from my gut.

My wife refuses to let me be anywhere near her when she's sick. No comforting allowed.

When I get sick, I get really sick so I like to be coddled.

A woman who will rub your back while you're puking sounds like a keeper. I'd say bonus points if she holds your hair out of the way, but since you were going into bootcamp, I'm guessing that wasn't an issue (well, absent a Stripes style haircut scene awaiting you for the next day, that is).

I don't think I've ever had what I'd call a "bad" date. Mostly just a number of batshit crazy women, regardless of how the dates went. Don't get me wrong, they're fun, and exciting, and usually good in bed, but then... well... crazy. I learned early on to never, ever, under any circumstances, lend your car to your girlfriend. Don't know why, but most of the crazy came out in those situations. They'd come back, and be like "well... let me explain this completely absurd and totally avoidable sequence of events and what the result was to your car". And that's when they actually returned with the car at all (seriously, that happened. On a Friday. So three days of impound fees because apparently the "no parking" sign wasn't enough for her, so she decided to find the one freaking driveway along the entire mile long stretch of "no parking" roadway to block.

Heck. I once let a girlfriends parents borrow my car. Just for a quick run to the store, they said. What could go wrong with that, right? Don't know what it is with cars and girlfriends, but looking back, that always seemed to be a focal point for "weird stuff" happening (to be fair some good stuff happened involving girlfriends and cars too). And yeah, that's in addition to the normal level of crazy. More crazy than even I want to spend time writing. Don't get me wrong, there were a ton of good time in there, but at some point, you just can't deal with the crazy anymore.

Is that why the zam logo changed?

The logo or the question?

I like how it doesn't quite match the background. Brown on brown is harder than it looks I guess.