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Tell us about your least successful date. Arrive late? Forget their name? Show them goatse on your phone just as the main course arrived? Or was it the other way around?
( , Thu 17 Oct 2013, 16:27)
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We lived opposite a house full of girls, some of whom were very lovely indeed. After months of effort, he managed to convince one of them to go out on a date with him and after a reasonably successful visit to the cinema and a couple of drinks at a bar they went back to her place. There, they found one of her housemates sitting in the kitchen with her boyfriend, sat down with them and started chatting. Now Dave is a bit of a physical chap, into kickboxing and martial arts, so to prove his alpha maleness in the eyes of his potential sleeping partner he challenged her housemate's boyfriend to arm wrestle. This guy was also no shrinking violet and agreed, so they went at it and were fairly evenly matched. Unwilling to lose in front of a girl he was trying to impress, Dave pushed and strained and with a triumphant roar he slammed the other guy's hand down onto the table.
However, Dave had been straining far too hard and with all the effort he had lost control of his bowels and shat himself, filling his pants and trousers with runny poo. Not wanting to let all his hard work in attempting to woo this girl go to waste, he excused himself and went to the outside toilet at the back of the kitchen to clean himself up but the damage was too severe for a quick wipe and the throwing away of his pants, so he had a brainwave. He went back into the kitchen and told her that he'd left something at home, nipped across the road to ours, showered and changed and then went back to hers, where she told him in no uncertain terms that the evening was over and he should go home again.
I think she noticed.
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 14:01, 13 replies)
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Frankly emvee I'm not sure how I can go on believing you here.
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 14:49, closed)
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So I've called him Dave in this story to protect his identity :/
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 15:03, closed)
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Oh man, It's baldmonkey.
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 15:21, closed)
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She's got almost as little dignity as Frisbok.
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 15:49, closed)
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but really, you think I went to university with him?
Vag is right, it was Fiona Bruce
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 23:54, closed)
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He's dead now.
( , Sat 19 Oct 2013, 16:38, closed)
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