No, not a Raiders of the Lost Ark reference, but spectacularly bad romantic encounters.
I'm sure there have been threads like this before, but I had a particularly bad date the other night and thought I would share:
I had been out with this dude a couple of times before, and the other night we went to dinner. Nice! Cocktail before dinner, wine, cocktail after dinner. Me? Fine. Him? Not so much.
So he slurred at me that there was no way he could get home and could he please crash with me. Sigh...okay, even though clearly there would be no sexy time with the aforementioned massive alcohol consumption. Disappointing, but oh well.
He passed out on my bed. I watched Blade Runner. At some point in the middle of the night he woke up, and in sauced confusion mistook my entire bedroom floor for a toilet.
Good god no. Oh yes. Yes he did. All over everything. Pee as far as the eye could see. I spent hours cleaning.
There's really no more to the story; it was just so insane that I had to share.
Bring your own horror stories to the party, please.
I'm sure there have been threads like this before, but I had a particularly bad date the other night and thought I would share:
I had been out with this dude a couple of times before, and the other night we went to dinner. Nice! Cocktail before dinner, wine, cocktail after dinner. Me? Fine. Him? Not so much.
So he slurred at me that there was no way he could get home and could he please crash with me. Sigh...okay, even though clearly there would be no sexy time with the aforementioned massive alcohol consumption. Disappointing, but oh well.
He passed out on my bed. I watched Blade Runner. At some point in the middle of the night he woke up, and in sauced confusion mistook my entire bedroom floor for a toilet.
Good god no. Oh yes. Yes he did. All over everything. Pee as far as the eye could see. I spent hours cleaning.
There's really no more to the story; it was just so insane that I had to share.
Bring your own horror stories to the party, please.
