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Who's your idea of a worst date or what's the worst date you've ever been on?
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:12, 116 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
I've found the perfect guy for you
dating.dailymail.co.uk/profiles/75514312
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:15, Reply)
"I'm
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:24, Reply)
Were you looking for online dating sites or much worse reading the Daily Mail?
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:34, Reply)
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Yes.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:38, Reply)
If you Western Union me $400,000000000000000000 i'll get in touch with paypal and ask if I can refund it to you that way and add the money I owe you on top.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:48, Reply)
They often involve being on a date and an ex turning up. Then it turning out that they know each other, and going home together for a smoke.
Or being on a date and my totally mental drunken lesbian ex turning up and sneering.
Or being on a date at a gig and the poor buffoon getting himself dumped for invading my space and impairing gig enjoyment. Feel me up AFTERWARDS please.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:17, Reply)
They're not the type of people you'd expect to know each other.
[Well in some cases, I really should have worked it out ;)]
There's this lad in Liverpool who knows almost everyone I've ever dated. Even the ones who don't know each other. I don't know how he does it.
Every time I'm looking for a taxi he's getting out of one. He even knows my mum's next door neighbour. He's even friends with my female ex's girlfriend's scouse friend.
He seems like a lovely fella but I dread seeing him.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:27, Reply)
He's just omnipresent or something.
And he has the same name as a boy I went out with when I was 15.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:31, Reply)
I still sometimes kick myself. But I was scared of boys, dumped him and went for a girl instead.
This omipresent one is good looking, but not really my type, and was happily attached last time I saw him.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:36, Reply)
I can't promise I won't encuridge you to bring back your lesbian friend with you, but I can promise I won't encuridge you to bring back the ex boyfriend.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:41, Reply)
My parents and the police have seen to that.
I'll be showing you a photo of Omnipresent Man just to make sure you don't know him though.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:46, Reply)
One facebook group latter and he won't be seeing the general population of your local HMS for a good few years.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:00, Reply)
Oh man =(
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:19, Reply)

ASDA and SUBWAY: BUILDING FRIENDSHIPS OUT OF STRANGERS
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:25, Reply)
many years ago I took someone out on a date and my parents rocked up at the same restaurant.
The table next to ours.
All the others were busy.
*sigh*
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:20, Reply)
he was just about to eat a bit of sweet and sour chicken and she said, "Oh, that looks just like my miscarriage". They actually went out for about 6 weeks.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:22, Reply)
if her cludge-muscles aren't even tight enough to hold a sprog in...
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:38, Reply)
I think he would have had a more stable relationship with a box of frogs
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:38, Reply)
is like a stage version of my worst nightmare. Yeah, put me in front of a crowd of baying Sun readers, line up thirty women who look like they've just fallen out of a seedy nightclub and let them judge me? Suck my freshly-trimmed nutsack.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:22, Reply)
And I had a nice date lined up for you with Melanie Phillips...
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:38, Reply)
and take a baseball bat to ensure she was re-educated correctly.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:42, Reply)
Don't know if you had any preferences but I do know a great little Indian restaurant near here - really authentic. If you wanted a drink beforehand there's a terrific Polish vodka bar round the corner..."
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:46, Reply)
Then when she said something "Daily Mailish" I would reprise the performance of Al Capone in the Untouchables and ding her on the noggin.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:49, Reply)
Likes - Waitrose and 4 wheel drives.
Hates - foreigners and the poor.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:42, Reply)
He turned up and then acted like he couldn't wait to leave.
And you all wonder why I'm bitter and twisted when it comes to men.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:29, Reply)
I went on was with a guy who worked at the Halifax. I had to go there everyday with the banking for work so I couldn't really avoid him. Eventually he bugged me for a date so much I figured I'd go out with him just so he'd shut up (romantic huh). We ended up around the corner at a cinema and he had an argument with me because I wanted to pay for my own ticket. Then he refused to let us see an action film so we ended up watching Enough which was a crap film with Jennifer Lopez in it. I lost my brain somewhere in the two hours it took for the film to finish and then we went to the pub. I didn't drink as I had to drive, he fell off his stool and grabbed my boob, then I told him nothing was going to happen between us and then he cried and told me he loved me, then got drunk and told me he was also in love with a girl he worked with. I encouraged him to ask her out and legged it.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:38, Reply)
Bless DiT. I met him in a hotel lobby and we spent about 3 hours chatting, then my sister turned up and we got hammered and he went on his merry way. I met him for lunch the following day (complete with massive hangover) and our love grew from that! Hehehe
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:42, Reply)
I know the real story, but I wont share it around the interwebs ,)
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:45, Reply)
DiT always tells it as he gradually wore me down - which is so romantic! Haha
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For me that's the only time its actually worked in my favour. Also I wasn't so much playing hard to get as I was frantically trying to stop one of my friends from falling in love with me whilst trying to start a relationship with DiT!! Mental!
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:59, Reply)
I
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:56, Reply)
Regardless of how much I was paid, if the guy had a tiny penis I'd find it very difficult not to laugh and say 'what's the point' or 'where's the point' for that matter.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:34, Reply)
Your real name is Nikki and I claim my five pounds.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:12, Reply)
I wish your life had been a 70s sitcom. It would have been my favourite. I'd have voted for it in all those polls :(
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:41, Reply)
*considers plagiarism*
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:43, Reply)
But more likely Carol :(
I live in the next street from where that was set.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:54, Reply)
Which it probably did until somebody robbed it.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:58, Reply)
Here lived Roota.
Ambassador of all things scouse.
That left a legacy to support the local cheese industry, thus saving dozens of jobs.
Sadly missed.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:12, Reply)
You missed out 'Best Lady Whistler in the North West'
*sniffs*
Gos I was amazing. Thanks Bumblebee.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:15, Reply)
and a dozen honest urchins would whistle Colonel Bogey on your Birthday.
Which I hope is not the same as mine, cos I know it's coming up soon.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:20, Reply)
Friends on 1st, 3rd, 4th, Nana on 5th but she died last year so that's good, Friend on 6th, me on 7th, friend on 8th, aunty on 10th.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:34, Reply)
Where's this going?
Is this some strange aquarian trait I never realised existed?
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:53, Reply)
I'm surprised I wasn't scared off for life!! :S
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:45, Reply)
No she hasn't... I'm sure she searches for her username, so I'll mention here THAT SHE SHOULD REPLY TO MY GAZ BECAUSE I LIKE BREASTS
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 11:58, Reply)
not you though becky, you'll probably say something to put her off.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:06, Reply)
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:10, Reply)
She sounds great anyway - big tits, motorbike, not afraid to gaz the mods... Sounds like you're made for each other.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:13, Reply)
*shakes fist at god*
*collapses in tears*
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:16, Reply)
Are we sure it's not blaireau in drag?
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:20, Reply)
met a girl at the uni surf club in my first year. We decided together that the surf club was full of complete dicks and fucked off to another pub. We arranged another meet up for drinks and stuff.
As is my habit, I got incredibly stoned before I went out and met her. We turned up at the pub at the same time, and she had bumped into someone she knew from school, who happened to be an incredibly hot lesbian with a partner called Fire...
We spent a couple of hours in the pub chatting and getting some beers down us. I was still so stoned that I'd drift off while listening to them chatting and occasionally think I'd hear one of them suggest a threesome. Unfortunately that wasn't the case.
Subsequently, I got drunk and was seduced by the girl from my furry cup story (in profile) and didn't see the surf club girl again. Shame as she had the most amazing smile I have ever seen.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:04, Reply)
leg of ham in one hand, goblet of mead in the other
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:12, Reply)
I've sported a look close to that. think it was my 19th. went to a medieval restaurant, drank mead, ate half a duck
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:24, Reply)
and then if they misbehave their mothers will say "Want Vipros to come and stand on your toys? Well behave then!"
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:28, Reply)
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 12:08, Reply)
My first ever date was with a girl from school called Victoria. I latterly learned that she was on a "bet" with her uber-cool friends to go out with the geekiest kid in the sixth form (that'd be me, folks).
We went to the student union for a drink: I drank coke as I knew we were both under 18. She had vodka and coke. We then went on to a disco (hey, it was the 80s, kids) where she treated me with nothing short of absolute and complete disdain. She smoked (cigarettes - nothing more) and I didn't. In retrospect I seem to have been on absolute best behaviour, for better or worse.
At the end of the night I walked / carried her home in her somewhat inebriated state (I was sober as a judge) and made sure she got in OK. Her Mum thanked me for walking her home (it was about a mile) and making sure she got there OK.
The next Monday the sixth form was in fits of discussion and gossip and she had been told by her Mum to thank me, which she did in front of all of her uber-cool friends, thus taking the yoke of "geekiest-kid-in-school" from me, albeit briefly. Her Mum made a point of trying to get her to go out with me for most of the rest of the sixth form but I left to go to uni.
I sometimes see Victoria when I go home; she's still there, now married with two kids and seems to be happy. Good for her.
(, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 14:41, Reply)
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