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Originally Posted by Mandy78
Mine was actually a blind date. A double date to be exact. A friend of mine set us up. He was a friend of her boyfriend at the time. They were the ones to pick me up...
1st, when I saw him, I about died...he had a freaking mullet, and a nasty one at that. his hair in the back was down to his ass. EWWWWWWWW!
And it looked greasy....YUCK....
Then all he talked about was himself....grrrrrrrrr
Then I remember him sticking a french fry in and out of the ketchup bottle, and saying, he can't wait to be doing this later....ewwwwwwwwwww.....
So at the end, he was supposed to take me home, and I refused....my friend left me there with him and said to give him a chance. I was sooo pissed off...
So I snuck to the bathroom, and called my dad...I didn't know what else to do...I wasn't even living at home.....
So he did pay, and I said my ride was waiting, gotta go, and he was like...HUH??? I thought I was tkaing you home,
I said thanks but no thanks!!!! Good night!
I was soo appaulled! I called my friend the next day and bitched her out! She tried telling me how sweet he is and he would take good care if me....
I told her never again....no more blind dates for me!!!!!!
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OMG! I would absolutely die! LOL!