First date horror stories

Bukowski82 said:
The Crazy Cat Lady:

About a month ago, I'm doing some serious Day drinking with some buddies downtown. We notice this gorgeous blonde girl sitting all by herself at the bar eating a salad wedge and drinking a PBR and I laughed and thought, now that's my kind of girl. She's piqued the interest of everyone at the place, including my friends who are all talking about getting her over to drink with us... But no ones done anything yet. I watched some idiot plea bargain himself a temporary set of testicles, go over and get shut down hard... Now I'm really liking this girl. So on my way back from the bathroom, being about three drinks deep... I thought 'what the hell' and walked over to her.

She looks at me while I was walking up and I notice she has the most piercing green eyes, so I give her the most backhanded compliment I could think of and said "Are those Contacts?" She smiles at first, then thinks about what I had just asked and replies that they aren't while looking confused. As if she couldn't tell if I was being a dick or not... I pointed in the general direction of the guy from earlier and joked that she was cold for shutting that him down and she replied that he wasn't her type of guy, but with a bit of a sly smirk. So, I asked her why she was sitting by herself and she tells me that she just moved from another city for work and doesn't really know anyone yet. So I told her that she was coming over to meet some awesome people and that we were doing a shot. She came with me, seemed grateful for the invite to actually meet people and does not just one, but two shots with us... And this girl is awesome... She's talking sports, talking shots and even giving my buddy shit for being such a pussy because he was drinking a chick drink.

We're both having a great time, so we all head over to a different spot... It's the just two of us in our own conversation now and I could sense it was going very well which was further compounded when I upped my game by telling her I thought we were going to be good friends/that she should come hang out with us whenever she wanted, really emphasizing the 'us...' meaning all of us. She looked bewildered by that comment and it took her five minutes of us talking about something else before she said "So... when you say friends, do you mean you've already decided there's no chance we're going to be anything else."

*Just a little Pro-tip, Fella's: When dealing with a girl that's used to having guys fall all over themselves for her, be a gentleman at all times, but treat her this exact way. In fact, Friendzone her...

So I just laughed it off, joked with her about something else and quickly changed the subject. But that damage to her ego had already been done and even worse, I'd joked it off... not denied it. That was the last push to her working for my attention that I needed, because about thirty minutes later, I feel her hand on my leg. We go outside for something and it's definitely on... We start making out. And then she's like "Why don't we go back to my place in a bit. It's just up the street." So I agree and we all hit another spot before just the two of us head back to her place... We get there and it's a decent place. Studio, but a nice building.

We walk in, her cat is sitting on her bed and she introduces us. Like... Formally introduces us. I'm a little drunk and thought it was funny, but then it starts... She begins to baby talk her cat... for a while. And you know when someone is doing something so uncomfortable that all you can do is laugh and hope they take the uncomfortable laugh hint and just stop... but somehow they just keep right on going? But even still, she kept right on doing it for a really awkward amount of time. So, now I'm a little suspicious. This girl has been unbelievably cool the entire night and now she's holding a full on baby-talk conversation with her cat after the formal introductions to it. I start to think she's blowing me off and get the clarification that is exactly what's happening when, while she's launching into a whole scenario about how she got the cat and their road trip here together, I text my Best Friend (Who happens to be a girl) to ask her what this could be about and she tells me "Yeah, she's blowing you off."

So, being a Gentleman... I decide to just leave. But it was so over the top I was slightly offended at the way in which she was choosing to do it. So, I just made it simple, smiled and said "Hey thanks for the tour (It was a studio) but I actually should head back to meet my friends for a bit." She gives me a disappointed face I can't read and says ok, I guess I'll see you around. And just like that... I'm out of there. But her reaction confused me and as I'm walking back to the strip where my friends were and now that I finally have a chance to check out her facebook (We added each other earlier that night) I notice that the last five posts on her wall are about her Cat. I go a little further and literally every other post is related her cat...

And I'm not just talking about simple "Hey, here's my cat..." With a picture of it and then just calling it a day. I'm talking about multiple pictures of the cat with multiple hashtags for each one like #handsome, #Gato, #ilovemycat and my personal favorite #fancyfeast. She even had the song he was named after in between these posts with a reference to the little guy.

Huge bullet dodged.

She began texting me almost immediately asking why I left in such a hurry and if everything was ok. I could have lived with the fact that a seriously hot girl was blowing me off... But this scenario just disturbs me.

She just text me today and simply said "Round Two Sat???"

It took everything I had not to reply: That would be a no... #crazycatlady #thanksanyways #enjoydatcatdoe
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She wanted you to bang the cat IMO.
 
Bukowski82 said:
The Crazy Cat Lady:

About a month ago, I'm doing some serious Day drinking with some buddies downtown. We notice this gorgeous blonde girl sitting all by herself at the bar eating a salad wedge and drinking a PBR and I laughed and thought, now that's my kind of girl. She's piqued the interest of everyone at the place, including my friends who are all talking about getting her over to drink with us... But no ones done anything yet. I watched some idiot plea bargain himself a temporary set of testicles, go over and get shut down hard... Now I'm really liking this girl. So on my way back from the bathroom, being about three drinks deep... I thought 'what the hell' and walked over to her.

She looks at me while I was walking up and I notice she has the most piercing green eyes, so I give her the most backhanded compliment I could think of and said "Are those Contacts?" She smiles at first, then thinks about what I had just asked and replies that they aren't while looking confused. As if she couldn't tell if I was being a dick or not... I pointed in the general direction of the guy from earlier and joked that she was cold for shutting that him down and she replied that he wasn't her type of guy, but with a bit of a sly smirk. So, I asked her why she was sitting by herself and she tells me that she just moved from another city for work and doesn't really know anyone yet. So I told her that she was coming over to meet some awesome people and that we were doing a shot. She came with me, seemed grateful for the invite to actually meet people and does not just one, but two shots with us... And this girl is awesome... She's talking sports, talking shots and even giving my buddy shit for being such a pussy because he was drinking a chick drink.

We're both having a great time, so we all head over to a different spot... It's the just two of us in our own conversation now and I could sense it was going very well which was further compounded when I upped my game by telling her I thought we were going to be good friends/that she should come hang out with us whenever she wanted, really emphasizing the 'us...' meaning all of us. She looked bewildered by that comment and it took her five minutes of us talking about something else before she said "So... when you say friends, do you mean you've already decided there's no chance we're going to be anything else."

*Just a little Pro-tip, Fella's: When dealing with a girl that's used to having guys fall all over themselves for her, be a gentleman at all times, but treat her this exact way. In fact, Friendzone her...

So I just laughed it off, joked with her about something else and quickly changed the subject. But that damage to her ego had already been done and even worse, I'd joked it off... not denied it. That was the last push to her working for my attention that I needed, because about thirty minutes later, I feel her hand on my leg. We go outside for something and it's definitely on... We start making out. And then she's like "Why don't we go back to my place in a bit. It's just up the street." So I agree and we all hit another spot before just the two of us head back to her place... We get there and it's a decent place. Studio, but a nice building.

We walk in, her cat is sitting on her bed and she introduces us. Like... Formally introduces us. I'm a little drunk and thought it was funny, but then it starts... She begins to baby talk her cat... for a while. And you know when someone is doing something so uncomfortable that all you can do is laugh and hope they take the uncomfortable laugh hint and just stop... but somehow they just keep right on going? But even still, she kept right on doing it for a really awkward amount of time. So, now I'm a little suspicious. This girl has been unbelievably cool the entire night and now she's holding a full on baby-talk conversation with her cat after the formal introductions to it. I start to think she's blowing me off and get the clarification that is exactly what's happening when, while she's launching into a whole scenario about how she got the cat and their road trip here together, I text my Best Friend (Who happens to be a girl) to ask her what this could be about and she tells me "Yeah, she's blowing you off."

So, being a Gentleman... I decide to just leave. But it was so over the top I was slightly offended at the way in which she was choosing to do it. So, I just made it simple, smiled and said "Hey thanks for the tour (It was a studio) but I actually should head back to meet my friends for a bit." She gives me a disappointed face I can't read and says ok, I guess I'll see you around. And just like that... I'm out of there. But her reaction confused me and as I'm walking back to the strip where my friends were and now that I finally have a chance to check out her facebook (We added each other earlier that night) I notice that the last five posts on her wall are about her Cat. I go a little further and literally every other post is related her cat...

And I'm not just talking about simple "Hey, here's my cat..." With a picture of it and then just calling it a day. I'm talking about multiple pictures of the cat with multiple hashtags for each one like #handsome, #Gato, #ilovemycat and my personal favorite #fancyfeast. She even had the song he was named after in between these posts with a reference to the little guy.

Huge bullet dodged.

She began texting me almost immediately asking why I left in such a hurry and if everything was ok. I could have lived with the fact that a seriously hot girl was blowing me off... But this scenario just disturbs me.

She just text me today and simply said "Round Two Sat???"

It took everything I had not to reply: That would be a no... #crazycatlady #thanksanyways #enjoydatcatdoe
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And you didn't bang.

Wtf. You should have just let the cat watch. 3/10 bro.
 
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Similar to OP, I met a chick at Angel Station. Very suspicious about her, then, Faceparty profile picture- I decide to arrive early and scope the place out. About 10 minutes later, while standing side-on against a pillar, my phone started ringing. I looked about to gauge who could be possibly making a phone call while looking around for the receiver. I let it ring out.

I spotted her. Easily 2 stone bigger than her avi picture had me believe. I was mortified. I rang my pal and told him what had just happened to me. I told him I'm going to bomb her off as she's completely mocked the whole situtation. He convinced me otherwise.

She rang again. I picked it and told her I was couple minute away and will be soon approaching. Cut the long story short.

We went for a pizza and cinemas. Although she was actually a relatively nice person, I could get over he Kangaroo pouch and love handles. It just pissed me the fuck off. When she started talking about her abusive older ex-boyfriend, I cut that shit short and told her I had to bounce. Few back and forth text and that was it.
 
Back in freshman year of undergrad, there was a smoking hot girl in my biology and chemistry classes, and it turned out she lived in the residence next to mine so we'd often run into each other walking to and from class and in the gym. She seemed like a cool girl as well, after a couple weeks' of small talk that progressively included flirting, so I asked her out to dinner and a movie one night and she said yes.

We went out for a nice dinner and everything was going along smoothly - this girl seemed pretty awesome, good sense of humour, and we had a lot in common - we were both from small towns, similar career interests, liked working out, etc. We were talking about our different course work, and I mentioned that I didn't like intro sociology. She asked why, and I said that it just wasn't my cup of tea - wasn't all that interesting, seemed too political, etc, and she asked what I meant by "too political". I mentioned that, as an example, the professor had recently made an announcement that all papers and exams should use gender-neutral or feminine nomenclature, and that alternate feminine spellings were acceptable (eg "womyn" instead of "woman / women"), which I thought was fucking stupid. Wrong thing to say. This chick immediately launches into a tirade about how she spells women with a Y, and how men oppress women every day not just through overt action but also by subtle means, such as the spelling of woman / women to include the masculine. Typical intro women's studies shit...she went on for several minutes about this, with me just sort of nodding along, throwing in a "interesting point...uh huh...I never thought about it like that", while trying to steer the conversation back to non-crazy.

Eventually things quiet down, and we get on to different subjects, and everything is cool again. We'd just finished dessert when she glanced at the time and said that we better get going for the movie if we wanted to catch an early show, as she had to be up for a 6 AM soccer practice. While walking to the theater, we were talking about it... "oh wow, that's great, how do you like it, etc" and commiserate about trying to balance varsity sports with academics as a freshman. She said "oh what do you play?", and I mentioned rugby...and then she went off again, about how all rugby players are alcoholic chauvinist pigs who are one of the main sources of the current "rape culture" on campus. At this point my mouth just about hit the floor - I'd been nothing but a gentleman to this girl, and here she was basically pronouncing me guilty simply by association. I was pretty pissed at this point, but felt bailing on her just as we're getting to the movie theater would be the asshole thing to do, so we went in, watched some rom-com in silence, and then I walked her home. Once out of the theater, she was back to normal, laughing and the conversation seemed back to normal. Halfway home she mentions that she's chilly, so I offer her my jacket, and once again she just goes off for no fucking reason whatsoever "I don't need your jacket or your male pity. I'm an independent woman (I guess womyn?) who can take care of herself, I was just making the observation that it was getting cold out, etc etc..." I drop her off at her door and she turns to me, brightens up and says "This was fun. Let's do it again next week", then gave me a quick peck. At this point I'm just completely dumbfounded.

She called a few times after that or would stop me in class, trying to set something up, but I begged off each time saying I was swamped with work. All my friends gave me a hard time for weeks after about not pursuing it, and I regretted not seeing her again for a while myself, because, after all, she was super fucking hot, but over the past few years I've come to realize it was the right thing to do. Crazy chicks just aren't worth the effort.
 
Haha great bumps.

Disappointed though. No tranny stories
 
Rykusx said:
Back in freshman year of undergrad, there was a smoking hot girl in my biology and chemistry classes, and it turned out she lived in the residence next to mine so we'd often run into each other walking to and from class and in the gym. She seemed like a cool girl as well, after a couple weeks' of small talk that progressively included flirting, so I asked her out to dinner and a movie one night and she said yes.

We went out for a nice dinner and everything was going along smoothly - this girl seemed pretty awesome, good sense of humour, and we had a lot in common - we were both from small towns, similar career interests, liked working out, etc. We were talking about our different course work, and I mentioned that I didn't like intro sociology. She asked why, and I said that it just wasn't my cup of tea - wasn't all that interesting, seemed too political, etc, and she asked what I meant by "too political". I mentioned that, as an example, the professor had recently made an announcement that all papers and exams should use gender-neutral or feminine nomenclature, and that alternate feminine spellings were acceptable (eg "womyn" instead of "woman / women"), which I thought was fucking stupid. Wrong thing to say. This chick immediately launches into a tirade about how she spells women with a Y, and how men oppress women every day not just through overt action but also by subtle means, such as the spelling of woman / women to include the masculine. Typical intro women's studies shit...she went on for several minutes about this, with me just sort of nodding along, throwing in a "interesting point...uh huh...I never thought about it like that", while trying to steer the conversation back to non-crazy.

Eventually things quiet down, and we get on to different subjects, and everything is cool again. We'd just finished dessert when she glanced at the time and said that we better get going for the movie if we wanted to catch an early show, as she had to be up for a 6 AM soccer practice. While walking to the theater, we were talking about it... "oh wow, that's great, how do you like it, etc" and commiserate about trying to balance varsity sports with academics as a freshman. She said "oh what do you play?", and I mentioned rugby...and then she went off again, about how all rugby players are alcoholic chauvinist pigs who are one of the main sources of the current "rape culture" on campus. At this point my mouth just about hit the floor - I'd been nothing but a gentleman to this girl, and here she was basically pronouncing me guilty simply by association. I was pretty pissed at this point, but felt bailing on her just as we're getting to the movie theater would be the asshole thing to do, so we went in, watched some rom-com in silence, and then I walked her home. Once out of the theater, she was back to normal, laughing and the conversation seemed back to normal. Halfway home she mentions that she's chilly, so I offer her my jacket, and once again she just goes off for no fucking reason whatsoever "I don't need your jacket or your male pity. I'm an independent woman (I guess womyn?) who can take care of herself, I was just making the observation that it was getting cold out, etc etc..." I drop her off at her door and she turns to me, brightens up and says "This was fun. Let's do it again next week", then gave me a quick peck. At this point I'm just completely dumbfounded.

She called a few times after that or would stop me in class, trying to set something up, but I begged off each time saying I was swamped with work. All my friends gave me a hard time for weeks after about not pursuing it, and I regretted not seeing her again for a while myself, because, after all, she was super fucking hot, but over the past few years I've come to realize it was the right thing to do. Crazy chicks just aren't worth the effort.
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In b4 feminists ruin this great thread
 
Rykusx said:
Back in freshman year of undergrad, there was a smoking hot girl in my biology and chemistry classes, and it turned out she lived in the residence next to mine so we'd often run into each other walking to and from class and in the gym. She seemed like a cool girl as well, after a couple weeks' of small talk that progressively included flirting, so I asked her out to dinner and a movie one night and she said yes.

We went out for a nice dinner and everything was going along smoothly - this girl seemed pretty awesome, good sense of humour, and we had a lot in common - we were both from small towns, similar career interests, liked working out, etc. We were talking about our different course work, and I mentioned that I didn't like intro sociology. She asked why, and I said that it just wasn't my cup of tea - wasn't all that interesting, seemed too political, etc, and she asked what I meant by "too political". I mentioned that, as an example, the professor had recently made an announcement that all papers and exams should use gender-neutral or feminine nomenclature, and that alternate feminine spellings were acceptable (eg "womyn" instead of "woman / women"), which I thought was fucking stupid. Wrong thing to say. This chick immediately launches into a tirade about how she spells women with a Y, and how men oppress women every day not just through overt action but also by subtle means, such as the spelling of woman / women to include the masculine. Typical intro women's studies shit...she went on for several minutes about this, with me just sort of nodding along, throwing in a "interesting point...uh huh...I never thought about it like that", while trying to steer the conversation back to non-crazy.

Eventually things quiet down, and we get on to different subjects, and everything is cool again. We'd just finished dessert when she glanced at the time and said that we better get going for the movie if we wanted to catch an early show, as she had to be up for a 6 AM soccer practice. While walking to the theater, we were talking about it... "oh wow, that's great, how do you like it, etc" and commiserate about trying to balance varsity sports with academics as a freshman. She said "oh what do you play?", and I mentioned rugby...and then she went off again, about how all rugby players are alcoholic chauvinist pigs who are one of the main sources of the current "rape culture" on campus. At this point my mouth just about hit the floor - I'd been nothing but a gentleman to this girl, and here she was basically pronouncing me guilty simply by association. I was pretty pissed at this point, but felt bailing on her just as we're getting to the movie theater would be the asshole thing to do, so we went in, watched some rom-com in silence, and then I walked her home. Once out of the theater, she was back to normal, laughing and the conversation seemed back to normal. Halfway home she mentions that she's chilly, so I offer her my jacket, and once again she just goes off for no fucking reason whatsoever "I don't need your jacket or your male pity. I'm an independent woman (I guess womyn?) who can take care of herself, I was just making the observation that it was getting cold out, etc etc..." I drop her off at her door and she turns to me, brightens up and says "This was fun. Let's do it again next week", then gave me a quick peck. At this point I'm just completely dumbfounded.

She called a few times after that or would stop me in class, trying to set something up, but I begged off each time saying I was swamped with work. All my friends gave me a hard time for weeks after about not pursuing it, and I regretted not seeing her again for a while myself, because, after all, she was super fucking hot, but over the past few years I've come to realize it was the right thing to do. Crazy chicks just aren't worth the effort.
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Out of curiosity, did you pay for everything or split it equally?
 
Rykusx said:
Back in freshman year of undergrad, there was a smoking hot girl in my biology and chemistry classes, and it turned out she lived in the residence next to mine so we'd often run into each other walking to and from class and in the gym. She seemed like a cool girl as well, after a couple weeks' of small talk that progressively included flirting, so I asked her out to dinner and a movie one night and she said yes.

We went out for a nice dinner and everything was going along smoothly - this girl seemed pretty awesome, good sense of humour, and we had a lot in common - we were both from small towns, similar career interests, liked working out, etc. We were talking about our different course work, and I mentioned that I didn't like intro sociology. She asked why, and I said that it just wasn't my cup of tea - wasn't all that interesting, seemed too political, etc, and she asked what I meant by "too political". I mentioned that, as an example, the professor had recently made an announcement that all papers and exams should use gender-neutral or feminine nomenclature, and that alternate feminine spellings were acceptable (eg "womyn" instead of "woman / women"), which I thought was fucking stupid. Wrong thing to say. This chick immediately launches into a tirade about how she spells women with a Y, and how men oppress women every day not just through overt action but also by subtle means, such as the spelling of woman / women to include the masculine. Typical intro women's studies shit...she went on for several minutes about this, with me just sort of nodding along, throwing in a "interesting point...uh huh...I never thought about it like that", while trying to steer the conversation back to non-crazy.

Eventually things quiet down, and we get on to different subjects, and everything is cool again. We'd just finished dessert when she glanced at the time and said that we better get going for the movie if we wanted to catch an early show, as she had to be up for a 6 AM soccer practice. While walking to the theater, we were talking about it... "oh wow, that's great, how do you like it, etc" and commiserate about trying to balance varsity sports with academics as a freshman. She said "oh what do you play?", and I mentioned rugby...and then she went off again, about how all rugby players are alcoholic chauvinist pigs who are one of the main sources of the current "rape culture" on campus. At this point my mouth just about hit the floor - I'd been nothing but a gentleman to this girl, and here she was basically pronouncing me guilty simply by association. I was pretty pissed at this point, but felt bailing on her just as we're getting to the movie theater would be the asshole thing to do, so we went in, watched some rom-com in silence, and then I walked her home. Once out of the theater, she was back to normal, laughing and the conversation seemed back to normal. Halfway home she mentions that she's chilly, so I offer her my jacket, and once again she just goes off for no fucking reason whatsoever "I don't need your jacket or your male pity. I'm an independent woman (I guess womyn?) who can take care of herself, I was just making the observation that it was getting cold out, etc etc..." I drop her off at her door and she turns to me, brightens up and says "This was fun. Let's do it again next week", then gave me a quick peck. At this point I'm just completely dumbfounded.

She called a few times after that or would stop me in class, trying to set something up, but I begged off each time saying I was swamped with work. All my friends gave me a hard time for weeks after about not pursuing it, and I regretted not seeing her again for a while myself, because, after all, she was super fucking hot, but over the past few years I've come to realize it was the right thing to do. Crazy chicks just aren't worth the effort.
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From past experience, she probably would have been incredible in bed but the craziness would have just gotten even worse after. No matter how "considerate a lover" you could be, the fact that you slept with her would just fuel her tirades about what a chauvinistic pig you are.

God I hope you guys went dutch.
 
I paid for dinner and she paid for the movies & snacks...I paid more, but not by a whole lot; dinner dates back then used to be cheap because we weren't old enough to drink yet.
 
Rykusx said:
Back in freshman year of undergrad, there was a smoking hot girl in my biology and chemistry classes, and it turned out she lived in the residence next to mine so we'd often run into each other walking to and from class and in the gym. She seemed like a cool girl as well, after a couple weeks' of small talk that progressively included flirting, so I asked her out to dinner and a movie one night and she said yes.

We went out for a nice dinner and everything was going along smoothly - this girl seemed pretty awesome, good sense of humour, and we had a lot in common - we were both from small towns, similar career interests, liked working out, etc. We were talking about our different course work, and I mentioned that I didn't like intro sociology. She asked why, and I said that it just wasn't my cup of tea - wasn't all that interesting, seemed too political, etc, and she asked what I meant by "too political". I mentioned that, as an example, the professor had recently made an announcement that all papers and exams should use gender-neutral or feminine nomenclature, and that alternate feminine spellings were acceptable (eg "womyn" instead of "woman / women"), which I thought was fucking stupid. Wrong thing to say. This chick immediately launches into a tirade about how she spells women with a Y, and how men oppress women every day not just through overt action but also by subtle means, such as the spelling of woman / women to include the masculine. Typical intro women's studies shit...she went on for several minutes about this, with me just sort of nodding along, throwing in a "interesting point...uh huh...I never thought about it like that", while trying to steer the conversation back to non-crazy.

Eventually things quiet down, and we get on to different subjects, and everything is cool again. We'd just finished dessert when she glanced at the time and said that we better get going for the movie if we wanted to catch an early show, as she had to be up for a 6 AM soccer practice. While walking to the theater, we were talking about it... "oh wow, that's great, how do you like it, etc" and commiserate about trying to balance varsity sports with academics as a freshman. She said "oh what do you play?", and I mentioned rugby...and then she went off again, about how all rugby players are alcoholic chauvinist pigs who are one of the main sources of the current "rape culture" on campus. At this point my mouth just about hit the floor - I'd been nothing but a gentleman to this girl, and here she was basically pronouncing me guilty simply by association. I was pretty pissed at this point, but felt bailing on her just as we're getting to the movie theater would be the asshole thing to do, so we went in, watched some rom-com in silence, and then I walked her home. Once out of the theater, she was back to normal, laughing and the conversation seemed back to normal. Halfway home she mentions that she's chilly, so I offer her my jacket, and once again she just goes off for no fucking reason whatsoever "I don't need your jacket or your male pity. I'm an independent woman (I guess womyn?) who can take care of herself, I was just making the observation that it was getting cold out, etc etc..." I drop her off at her door and she turns to me, brightens up and says "This was fun. Let's do it again next week", then gave me a quick peck. At this point I'm just completely dumbfounded.

She called a few times after that or would stop me in class, trying to set something up, but I begged off each time saying I was swamped with work. All my friends gave me a hard time for weeks after about not pursuing it, and I regretted not seeing her again for a while myself, because, after all, she was super fucking hot, but over the past few years I've come to realize it was the right thing to do. Crazy chicks just aren't worth the effort.
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WTF? Was this in the mid 90's or something? And let's be real. Rugby players are a little rapey.
 
Soda Popinsky said:
Rugby players are a little rapey.
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that's a load of bullshit, now if you said obnoxious drunks that tormented people with childish antics with a habit of destroying things I'd say you are correct, but in over 11 years of playing I never once partook, witnessed or heard of one remotely rapey incident.


One question for Rykusx; did you ever get a chance to ask if she spelled women/woman= womyn how did she differentiate between the singular and the plural???
 
SMillard said:
that's a load of bullshit, now if you said obnoxious drunks that tormented people with childish antics with a habit of destroying things I'd say you are correct, but in over 11 years of playing I never once partook, witnessed or heard of one remotely rapey incident.


One question for Rykusx; did you ever get a chance to ask if she spelled women/woman= womyn how did she differentiate between the singular and the plural???
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I guessing his "give a fuck tank" ran empty dealing with her.
 
I have a few... Heres #1

This is a more of a rekindle turned into horror story.

I was with my ex from 18-20, lived together with her sis and my bro who end up getting married later on down the road. My ex and I split at 20.

Fast forward 6 years. My bro and her sis are having their second baby at the hospital that her and her sister had worked at for 7 years. My ex comes to pick me up to get some drinks before my nephew was born because it was gonna be a long day. We had been talking about giving it a second try because we had been friends our whole lives and still had something for each other.

After a full afternoon of drinking we get to the hospital(I was downing whiskey the whole time she was driving). Right before my sister in law gives birth I have to take a bad shit so my ex brings me to the special nurses bathroom so I didnt have to use the public one. I must have been drunkier than I thought because I sat all the way back so my b-hole mustve been angled to the back of the seat. I proceed to let it fly and shit literally goes everywhere, all over the floor/walls, outside of the toilet and myself. It was so explosive I couldnt stop once I started.

After I stood there in horror looking at the crime scene I just layed out, I start trying to clean everything with paper towels throwing them in the toilet to flush. With shit still everywhere I flushed and the toilet backed up and started overflowing like the Niagra causing me to vomit into the flowing abyss. In fear I just ran out and went back to the delivery room.

My ex asks what took me so long so I just said my stomach hurt, forgetting full well it was HER private bathroom. She went to go get us snacks from that area later and came back in horror. Its been 5 years and I see her 6-8 times a year, she hasnt looked me in the eyes ever since.
 
#2

The Del Taco Psycho

My friend and I stop at Del taco before going back to his pad to party. The girl sounded hot so I bet my buddy before I saw her $20 that I would fuck her that night. We pull around and she is actually hot(WTF). I gave her my friends # because I broke my phone the day before and told her to call me and Ill pick her up after her shift. To my surprise she calls me 45 minutes later.

I bring her back to my buddies pad, say no more than 2 sentences to her and then take her to my house. We starting hooking up and fucking. This is where it gets PSYCHO.

She starts crying hysterically! I ask her whats wrong and she says, "I love you and I know this will work out."

I keep pumping for a minute while being freaked out. I then stop not wanting this girl to accuse me of rape. When I stop she starts crying even harder. My dumbass asks her why to where she says, no joke," your stopping just like my dad did."

Now im really scared as she proceeds to tell me about being raped by her dad her whole life but the cops never did anything. I finally convince her we are going to go get food and to get in my truck. I then drove to her Del Taco, opened the door and kicked her out at 4am. Cold blooded I know but I thought she was gonna kill me.

So like I said she never had my number cause I gave her my buddies number. Over the next 2 months she is constantly leaving him voicemails anything from suicidal to going to track me down and kill me. He changed his number.

It doesnt stop there. A couple months later I start dating another girl. Every day for 2 weeks there was a car parked at the bottom of my driveway(about 100 yards long). Every time I go outside it takes off. Well one day after pounding out my new girl she leaves. I get a frantic call 5 minutes later that a car is chasing her and trying to ram her off the road. She pulls into her driveway, runs inside and calls the cops, nothing happens. A couple nights later her car was vandalized.

Now I dont know for sure that that was the DTPsy but I would have to assume so.
 
#3

This is just short but a little funny.

I was friends with a girl at work for 6 months. She always liked me but I only liked her as a friend. I agree to go on a date with her. She said she will come pick me up and drive us to the beach.

I picked up a bottle of whiskey for the beach but the problem is I downed the whole 750ml on the drive there so I tell her to stop to get another. We finally get to the beach. She drinks about half that bottle and I pound the rest. This is during the winter on the west coast so the water is cold as fuck. I decided to get naked and throw her in the ocean, normal right? after some shenanigans we decide to go home.

She stops at a gas station to get gas. When she gets out my naked ass is pissing on some random dudes car, the guy was threatening to kick my ass but prob didnt wanna fight a naked 6'3" 220lb inshape skin head looking guy. Anyways she calms me down and we leave as I hurl the empty bottle at his car, douchebag move I know.

Then on the freeway I try having sex with her and get her halfway naked. Then I start singing Whitney Houstons "I will always love you" at the top of my lungs to her thinking it was romantic. When we get back to my house I invite her in. Before she could say anything I run up my front steps, trip and KO myself. When she is trying to wake me up I guess I spring up like a gazel, run inside and lock her out.

I woke up in the morning, naked, covered in sand with probably a concussion. I had no clothes, shoes cell phone or wallet. I went to get in my truck later to go to work and I find all my shit in my truck bed that she left.

Worst first date even but she ended up being my gf for 3 years.
 
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