My Disastrous First Date

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I just wanted to share this story. It has been many years, and you know, talk about an unforgettable date, this really is it.

You see, me and Stooge (let’s just call him Stooge, ok?) have been friends for a while. Somehow, we decided to take our friendship a step forward. Of course, what better way to impress a girl then to bring her out on her birthday, right?

So, he asked, and I agreed.

It got off to a good start. I got myself a new dress, great reason to go shopping – first date you know! He was in a spiffy suit, a really dashing young man, I must say!

He chose a nice French restaurant. Wonderful choice. It was downhill from there.

First, the soup. Dainty little me, finished my soup. I put down my spoon, and he politely asked, “Are you done with that?”. I was. He reached over, took the plate and slurped up what was left! Oh, my!

It’s alright I guess. Young man, growing, muscles, he needed to eat. I get it.

After dinner, just as the check came, he smiled at me (oh so sweetly) and said “Let’s split the check.”

I took it. Really. I was expecting a romantic swirl across town after that.

- We ended up in the arcade playing video games. Me in a dress and he in a suit – duh.
- Thirsty? He brought me over to McDonald’s

Result?

We got married 2 years ago.