tsatske -> RE: What lengths have you gone to, to get out of a date from hell? (1/3/2010 9:34:34 PM)
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ORIGINAL: EbonyWood Still waiting for a masochist to post that they loved their date from hell. Okay, that's irresistable, I'll bite. My dear grandparents who raised me were the real ones who suffered in this date from hell. My very first date, I was - uhm - about 4 years younger than in mentionable here - and I can still remeber his first name. Robert was in his mid thirties he had hair down to the small of his back, 84 tattoes, (he told me), and was a very honest and upfront young man, happily admiting to my grandparents, as he sat at their kitchen table over a cup of coffee waiting for me to finish getting dressed, that he had been out of prison for less than 8 hours. I had a perfectly fine date. Went parking down by the river. Found out he had a tattoo that said 'make me grow' - well, anyway, it said that, after you followed the directions. good time had by me, him, and our mutual friend that introduced us. My grandparents never complained about ANY later date I brought home. did I mention i've always been kind of a slut?
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