I went out with this girl once...
Back in college this girl I was taking a photo class with finally got me to take her out to a movie. So I go by her house and her and her sister who was still in high school come rushing out to my car. I found them both quite annoying instantly... they argued over mindless shit... but it was sorta fascinating at the same time. So I decided just to go with it out of morbid curiosity. We go to the movie and have a decent time, the arguing stops and I begin to think that the girl might be ok. So she invites me back to her house that she says her parents rent but don't live at. The girl was kinda cute and I thought hey why not!
I walk into her house and was instantly alarmed, because the house was unlocked when we got there. From the way the house looked it appeared to have just been broken into and trashed. "We gotta call the cops!" I say and start backing out pushing the girls back, thinking robbers might still be inside because I hear noises coming from inside. "No! Those are just the dogs," and the girls go inside.
The place looked like a tornado had blown through... every square inch of the place had stuff lying everywhere... dirty underwear... pictures fallen off the wall and broken... you could barely walk through the place. They had a small herd of 4 chihuahuas that ran all over the place and obviously pissed all over the place because of the smell. It was amazing and I had to explore further... out of morbid curiosity yet again. The girls run into the kitchen and start taking their meds, which I recognized as anti psychotics... as if I didn't have enough red flags popping up. The girls start quarreling about something again and I say I really must get going, oh look at the time! type of thing... when the older girl asks me to go to her room in the basement. So I go downstairs and like the upstairs it is a total wreck. Her room had water on the floor and a fan to dry it up, but it reeked of mildew (which I personally think caused them both to be crazy as hell, it was rotting their brains). I'm looking around and she is doing something under the crusty looking sheets of her bed and I note her jeans are on the ground. "Yeah... I gotta go..." and I leave the room to find the sister lurking outside. Luckily this was just after classes were over and I never saw her again. So about a year or two later, I'm talking with a few guys about crazy girls we have been out with and I'm telling this story and one of the guys goes... "Dude, was that girl named Rebecca? Because... I went out with her once and what you said is almost exactly word for word the same!" I start laughing and ask if he actually stayed and did the deed with her and he says, "Oh god no way! But I did see something that you didn't... she actually got everything off while my back was turned as I was looking through her CD's and she had this gigantic 70's style crotch bush. I told her crazy ass to put some clothes on and left! And her sister was right outside too!"
(TribeDoktor, Sun 25 Mar 2007, 22:44, Reply)