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What was your strangest date ever?

That one time I was hiding in the closet. Because apparently someone forgot to mention husband.
 
RRR70 said:
That one time I was hiding in the closet.
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too easy...

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When you go on a date and on the way home you get .50cal machine guns pointed at you by Marines guarding a Naval Weapons Station... yeah that's bad. :|
 
I went on a date with this girl I met from work (she was a customer). We went to this Italian restaurant with my friends (double date). We were showing each other pictures on our phones and I proceeded to show everyone a picture of me with VP Joe Biden. I am full Filipino and look nothing like him.

My date asks, not even jokingly and with a serious face:

"Wow, is that your dad?"



You should have seen the look on my friends' faces.. it was classic.


I never called her back after.
 
jh2586 said:
I went on a date with this girl I met from work (she was a customer). We went to this Italian restaurant with my friends (double date). We were showing each other pictures on our phones and I proceeded to show everyone a picture of me with VP Joe Biden. I am full Filipino and look nothing like him.

My date asks, not even jokingly and with a serious face:

"Wow, is that your dad?"



You should have seen the look on my friends' faces.. it was classic.


I never called her back after.
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If I squint REALLY REALLY HARD you might look alike. :laughing
 
frozenduc said:
So,,, Thursday night I get home from work, open the garage door, and there's her bike. Huh??? Yeah I know, but I live in an area where you don't have to lock anything. I walk in, she's cooking dinner. Aah hi.. 'I'm moving in'. Huh?
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Most horrifying incident on this thread. :wow
 
Another bad date... Met super fine Italian chick online. (She had one pic) ... we met 2 weeks later...

Knock Knock...
6'1" gigana fat women in robe answers door and says hello to me over the 4 screaming kids...
Hi! Is Leanna here?...
I'm Leanna...
I then cursed in my head thinking, are you fug'n kidding me...
Inside, "Have any beer?" -- 4 beer down... You said you didn't have any kids and what's the story of you online pic?...
Oh ya! That pic..it's from high-school 10 years ago and my kids, well - we were hitting it off so well i.couldn't bare telling you just yet...
She's in the bathroom...
I quickly snuck out... faaaaaawk! :0(
 
KrazyKlownz said:
Another bad date... Met super fine Italian chick online. (She had one pic) ... we met 2 weeks later...

Knock Knock...
6'1" gigana fat women in robe answers door and says hello to me over the 4 screaming kids...
Hi! Is Leanna here?...
I'm Leanna...
I then cursed in my head thinking, are you fug'n kidding me...
Inside, "Have any beer?" -- 4 beer down... You said you didn't have any kids and what's the story of you online pic?...
Oh ya! That pic..it's from high-school 10 years ago and my kids, well - we were hitting it off so well i.couldn't bare telling you just yet...
She's in the bathroom...
I quickly snuck out... faaaaaawk! :0(
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LOL I once met a gal whose photos were 15 years out of date lol

made me wonder why anyone would bother-the only people who will find out the truth are the people deemed "good enough" to meet for a date.
 
True story:

Buddy of mine was on the web before there really was one like we know now, in like 1995 I don't even know what they called forums or chat rooms or whatever but anyway he meets this chick online and she seems cool, from back east, and she sends him a pic of herself- blond in a tight red sweater- and says she'll be in SF the following week would he like to "hook up and see what happens?" Sure that's be great my bro says and they make plans to meet at a swanky bar near Union Square- she says she'll be wearing the same red sweater as the photo. Bro shows up on the appointed date and time and there's a chick at the bar wearing a red sweater.... well, what used to be a chick before the fire. Yeah, she's a burn victim, and it's bad bad. And bro walks up to her and says "Gloria?"

Yeah she says.

"You misrepresented yourself, I'm sorry but I'm leaving." And he did. And he never met/dated another chick from the interwebs (and is now happily married with a couple kids).
 
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I'm in Saginaw Michigan. I was looking for some party favors. You know, illegal drugs (before my lifestyle change). I met "Tina" at a friends house, she takes me to someone else's house, hooks me up with a pretty good little package, and asked if she could come over. I should mention, tiny little chick, maybe 5 foot, maybe 105 lbs, fair looking. But, I had a prior engagement, told her I'd call tomorrow, and shook her hand. It wasn't a womans handshake. A bit too firm. So I looked real close at her, it wasn't obvious, but it was a dude. I call my other buddy where I met her, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?". He replies, "You were fixin' to find out soon enough anyway...." and starts cracking up. I never called her back.
 
Holy crap after reading some of these im glad im old! I never had such bad experiences! Nothing even worth reporting. I really feel for you folks!
 
Gixxergirl1000 said:
This. It really sucks when your date is drunk, and you're not.
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I had a whole relationship like that once. :|





I was raised Southern Baptist, super fundamentalist and very sheltered, which mean I was quite naive when I was younger. Also, Memphis is not exactly multicultural...I never met a soul who wasn't black or white until I went to college, so I got myself into a lot of stupid situations. :laughing

I was a brand new respiratory therapist working in the ER and one of the new docs was from India and seemed to be totally bewildered by Memphis and in culture shock. He seemed nice enough and asked me out a few times. I said no. After working with him for about a month, he asked if I'd show him around Memphis. He was complaining that he got lost all the time and would like sort of a grand tour of the city. I agreed, and reiterated that it was not a date, but an act of friendship. He agreed.

He called me the day we were supposed to see the city and told me he'd gotten lost on the way to my house (this was pre-internet) and asked if I'd come get him instead. Sure! When I got to his house, he said he wanted to eat first but he was not open to any of my suggestions. He insisted that he only ever ate at one Chinese restaurant and he'd drive us there, and afterwards I could show him around the city. Ok, whatever...

Walking to the car, he made a big effort to walk in front of me. Oblivious, I walked faster to try and keep up, which made him walk faster to stay ahead of me. We were practically running to the car. Once we got to the restaurant, same thing...run to the door with him trying to stay ahead of me. :laughing.

We got to the door and the place was closed. He threw a ridiculous tantrum, stomping his feet, yelling, and pulling on the door, how DARE they be closed when he wanted food! I sheepishly told him I knew of another Chinese place but he was having no part of it. Then we did the running thing back to the car. I was sitting there thinking Indian people were weird as he drove like an angry bat out of hell back to his apartment. He said he had leftovers from that restaurant at home and he'd eat then we could go explore the city.

I sat on the couch as he microwaved his food, then he came and sat on the opposite end of the couch, and as we sat in silence watching stupid informercials, I was trying to think of how to politely get out of my obligation to show him around. He leaned down and reached to grab something on the floor in front of the couch (or so I thought) and bit the hell out of my knee! I jumped, and started slapping the back of his head trying to make him unchomp my knee!

He looked up at me confused and asked, "that didn't turn you on?"

I was like, "Was it supposed to?" :wtf

He leaped up quickly and ran off to the back of the apartment. I stood up and awkwardly waited to for him to come out of the bathroom or wherever so I could tell him I was leaving (told you I was naive then). There were big red teeth marks in my leg. Then he walked into the room wearing nothing but bright blue socks and a yellow condom. :wow

When I'm really nervous, I am taken over by hysterical laughter, and that time was no exception. I was immediately laughing so hard that I was gasping for breath as I backed towards the door. I laughed so hard I could hardly make the walk to my car. I thought I'd pee myself I was laughing so hard. I was pulling out of the parking lot when he came running out in sweat pants and those godawful blue socks with flip-flops on. :rofl I gtfo.

He started following me around at work and would even go from unit to unit asking if I was working that night. I told him to leave me alone but he was undaunted 'til finally one night I told him I had a bigass boyfriend who was going to hurt him if he didn't leave me alone. That finally worked.
 
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