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haha...well...nothing terribly bad on any of my actual dates...just every single relationship has been less than stellar.

Not sure if its a dating moment, but there's nothing like going to the movies with a bunch of friends and having one of them say something totally insensitive that also exactly reminds your girlfriend of her aunt's suicide so she has to take me aside because she's breaking down in tears (FYI, she found the body (and she had been dead for several days) so this was not exactly a minor trauma). 

I took a girl to a party, then had her catch me making out with her best friend in my car =(

At age 28 I've just decided not to date anymore....  I'm going to stay away from women for as long as I can stand it.. hopefully forever.   Five months ago I had a girl ruin my life... thats the second time that happened to me and this time I think I learned my lesson.... to all you younger folk.... watch out for women!  To the ladies out there.... <3

What the hell, I'll share.

I really liked this girl, and we'd been on about 5 dates.  We'd made out and stuff, but we hadn't slept together yet.

So on the 6th date, I decided to pull out all the stops.  I rocked up to her place with flowers, took her to an expensive restaurant (steak) and then to a play that she'd been wanting to see.  The play wasn't half bad, considering i never go to those things, but it made her especially happy.

After the play we walked to a cozy little bar and had some port.  She was laughing and giggling, and talking about what a 'perfect night this is' and how she loved the play etc.

So that's when I said "The night doesn't have to end here".  I think she got the hint because she gave me a wry smile and said "We can go to mine and watch tv or whatever, my flat mate is away until monday"

I thought "Score".

I really liked this girl, she was smart, pretty and fun.

We got to hers and she told me to pour myself a drink, while she went to get changed.

I helped myself to some jacks and found coke in the fridge, settled in on the couch and switched on the TV to see a rerun of one of the police academy films.

She came into the room wearing a long t shirt and boxer shorts.  She took my drink from my hand and had a sip.  

I said "what about a tour of your place" and she replied "sure"

We went to her bedroom, and she was saying something about it, when i grabbed her and kissed her.  We sat on the bed and made out, and then she asked "do you have protection?"  

I managed to say something like yeah, not sure, i was getting dizzy.  

She told me to get ready and that she'd be right back.  

I threw my gear off and got into her bed.  When i noticed something really odd.  It was a picture of her Dad hanging on her wall.  Nothing odd about that usually, i'd met the guy and he seemed nice but, this was a big photo, maybe 1m by 1m handing on her wall, directly opposite her bed.

He was a young guy, with one of those permanent 5 o'clock shadows.

I don't know why i did this, but i took the frame off the wall and looked closely at it.  It was a head and shoulders of him, he was in a navy blue suit.

I went back to bed and sat on the side, when she called out "wont be long" and i yelled back "no worries babe, take your time"

That's when a single tear escaped from me.  I started to sob.  I knew then, what I know now.  

Sobbing like a kid who'd fallen off his bike, i placed the frame on her bed, with her dad facing up and positioned myself over him.

I began to stroke it like i'd never stroked it before.  I wasn't myself.  Or was I.  Maybe I was Me for the first time ever.

I feverishly tugged myself, i was a crazed artist, a painter of masterpieces, my penis was my brush, and he was my muse.

I was hypnotized by his gaze and could not take my eyes of his as i held my body over the large frame.

My trance broke however when i heard a shriek from the door, and i turned to see my GF standing there, in a sexy nightie and a look on her face that personifies horror.

My knees buckled and fell to the bed as I tried to talk "Babe i..." when i suddenly released mounds of my pent up little soldiers all over her dads forehead and right cheek... on his tie and more.  It just kept coming.

I turned to face her, to look her in the eyes and plead to her my sorrow, but my penis had unfinished business, as it continued to release glob after glob of my white nectar onto her cherished childhood teddy bear that she slept with every night "mr fuzzy".

She screamed for me to get out.

I stood up, kissed my fingers and placed them ever so gently on her fathers clean, and whispered under my breath "you complete me". I know it's just a picture and all, but at that moment his smile seemed to widen, or maybe just my mind playing tricks on me.  His eyes were kinda covered in semen so it was hard to tell anyway.

As i passed her i paused, let out a wet fart and said "your apartment is kinda gay"

on the way out i stole an apple from her kitchen.

what the eff....?

you lie sir

Originally posted by ginetti

What the hell, I'll share...

Originally posted by ginetti

What the hell, I'll share.

I really liked this girl, and we'd been on about 5 dates.  We'd made out and stuff, but we hadn't slept together yet.

So on the 6th date, I decided to pull out all the stops.  I rocked up to her place with flowers, took her to an expensive restaurant (steak) and then to a play that she'd been wanting to see.  The play wasn't half bad, considering i never go to those things, but it made her especially happy.

After the play we walked to a cozy little bar and had some port.  She was laughing and giggling, and talking about what a 'perfect night this is' and how she loved the play etc.

So that's when I said "The night doesn't have to end here".  I think she got the hint because she gave me a wry smile and said "We can go to mine and watch tv or whatever, my flat mate is away until monday"

I thought "Score".

I really liked this girl, she was smart, pretty and fun.

We got to hers and she told me to pour myself a drink, while she went to get changed.

I helped myself to some jacks and found coke in the fridge, settled in on the couch and switched on the TV to see a rerun of one of the police academy films.

She came into the room wearing a long t shirt and boxer shorts.  She took my drink from my hand and had a sip.  

I said "what about a tour of your place" and she replied "sure"

We went to her bedroom, and she was saying something about it, when i grabbed her and kissed her.  We sat on the bed and made out, and then she asked "do you have protection?"  

I managed to say something like yeah, not sure, i was getting dizzy.  

She told me to get ready and that she'd be right back.  

I threw my gear off and got into her bed.  When i noticed something really odd.  It was a picture of her Dad hanging on her wall.  Nothing odd about that usually, i'd met the guy and he seemed nice but, this was a big photo, maybe 1m by 1m handing on her wall, directly opposite her bed.

He was a young guy, with one of those permanent 5 o'clock shadows.

I don't know why i did this, but i took the frame off the wall and looked closely at it.  It was a head and shoulders of him, he was in a navy blue suit.

I went back to bed and sat on the side, when she called out "wont be long" and i yelled back "no worries babe, take your time"

That's when a single tear escaped from me.  I started to sob.  I knew then, what I know now.  

Sobbing like a kid who'd fallen off his bike, i placed the frame on her bed, with her dad facing up and positioned myself over him.

I began to stroke it like i'd never stroked it before.  I wasn't myself.  Or was I.  Maybe I was Me for the first time ever.

I feverishly tugged myself, i was a crazed artist, a painter of masterpieces, my penis was my brush, and he was my muse.

I was hypnotized by his gaze and could not take my eyes of his as i held my body over the large frame.

My trance broke however when i heard a shriek from the door, and i turned to see my GF standing there, in a sexy nightie and a look on her face that personifies horror.

My knees buckled and fell to the bed as I tried to talk "Babe i..." when i suddenly released mounds of my pent up little soldiers all over her dads forehead and right cheek... on his tie and more.  It just kept coming.

I turned to face her, to look her in the eyes and plead to her my sorrow, but my penis had unfinished business, as it continued to release glob after glob of my white nectar onto her cherished childhood teddy bear that she slept with every night "mr fuzzy".

She screamed for me to get out.

I stood up, kissed my fingers and placed them ever so gently on her fathers clean, and whispered under my breath "you complete me". I know it's just a picture and all, but at that moment his smile seemed to widen, or maybe just my mind playing tricks on me.  His eyes were kinda covered in semen so it was hard to tell anyway.

As i passed her i paused, let out a wet fart and said "your apartment is kinda gay"

on the way out i stole an apple from her kitchen.

Sounds like something from some cheesy gay romance novel.

Originally posted by Draenor

haha...well...nothing terribly bad on any of my actual dates...just every single relationship has been less than stellar.

Sums it up for me pretty well.