Best Dates, Craziest Dates
 

Have jumped into the dating pool and the water is fine. Seems like a good time for dating. Have had some good first dates over the years, from special hot chocolate and desert on the backside of Walden Pond on a warm November day to a full-on buttermilk fried chicken picnic on the banks of the Charles to a "kidnapping" to NYC, stay overnight on Central Park South, go ice skating the next day and wander about the city ending up on Broadway for Les Miserables.

What were your best dates? Craziest dates?

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Hey Playa !

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Oh man do I have some good ones....

I had to drive her car to my hotel and leave it there, because the cops took her.

Cheers!

Hey, to each their own. Did you follow that up with a second date?

Worst date? Easy. Hot Mexican girl. Hot! I was a dumb ass failing out of college idiot with a slight drinking problem. I ask this girl out and she says yes. In typical Mexican girl fashion she brings a girlfriend. Whatever. I now have TWO hot chicks with me. I feed them and they want to hit a club. Sure! The girls wants to drive because she has Mexican plates on her car. Wtf? We head into Juarez mex. She pulls our cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey and takes several pulls. The bottle goes around. At this point I'm pretty confident someone is gonna touch my pecker. These chicks were wild. We go flying down a narrow street fast! I feel it before I see it. See swerves and sideswipes a parked car. Glass flies in. We speed around. The crazy girl pulls up to the nightclub! She still wants to party! Not long cops come in and everyone is pointing at us. A waiter ushers us out the back door. I don't remember the escape but pulling back onto USA soil must have been awesome.

I tried dating the friend a few times but it just didn't click.

I'm too cute for Mexican jail.


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Funny, the best dates I've ever had were with women who later turned out to be, for lack of a more politically correct term, defective. While I'm likely forgetting some, there was the undiagnosed borderline (who I married), the bipolar, the closet alcoholic, and the 34 year old who was just screwed up. I guess the crazies really are the most fun. Although they're not always the best in the sack. Nothing sucks worse than realizing the chick you're dating isn't that good in the sack AND is nuts!

WHAT?????? I thought the nutty ones were supposed to be the best in the sack? Yeah, not point in putting up with that ***** if they aren't! :D

My worst date EVER:

We meet at the St Regis hotel. She's 40 minutes late. Why I hung around I'll never know. I'm just getting up to leave when she walks in. OK, so I guess I'll stick this one out. Order drinks. I compliment her on her nice teeth and smile and I get the "yeah, I know" routine back. 15 minutes into it and I want to slit my wrists. I'm trying to figure a way out of this. 2 drinks in and she's insulted me probably 10 times. We connect at nothing, absolutely nothing. We wrap it up and walk out to valet. I try to give her a hug and she planks me, arms at her sides. The valet pulls up my red 993 Cabriolet and she comments, "Is that yours? What a piece of crap".

That was 10 years ago. We're still together :)

Very curious...with a first date so horrible, what prompted a second one?

Well there was this time at band camp.....

No wait that was a movie. I never went to band camp.

I had a few wild dates and weird dates. I did not find Mrs Carrera until I was 38. I dated a lot of crazy and or strange ladies in my single days. I will just say librarians are some of the strangest people on the planet. :eek:

She was smokin' hot, and I enjoy a challenge :D

That must be that Eastern European charm I hear so much about. :)

Nailed it!

Please, go on.:D

Worst:
Dated a girl in high school for almost a year but never got past third base and she strung me along. She was "saving it for marriage". Whatever. She was a bit geeky and tomboyish but alright to hang with. Physically I liked her sister more. Later I heard through the grapevine she slept with another guy soon after. Whatever again. Good for her.

A few years later we met up and I took her to one of my fathers jazz concerts.
She got piss drunk and kept hitting on my father in front of me. Not subtly either. I was still trying to figure out where she was coming from, because we'd never fought or had any disagreements. As I drove home on the highway, she leaned over and half pleased me but wouldn't go farther and was yanking on the steering wheel.
It finally dawned on me that she was purposely trying to be a super b****.
But why?
When we got closer to her house, she started calling me all kinds of foreign ethnic words I'd never heard before, how I wasted her time, and how I misrepresented myself and lied to her all those years, blah blah blah. Pure hatred stuff out of left field.
Woah! Ok, well um good luck and goodbye.

Flash forward a decade and a half...
I walking in Lowes and I hear this cawing "ma, ma, ma". A pathetic ugly and fat middle-aged woman is closely tailgating an aged woman down the main isle crying like a baby bird with open beak.
I look more closely at the two.
No. It couldn't be.