You shouldn't have been hooking up with me in the first place. We had one drink, literally one drink and I drove you home. You wouldn't let me go up to your apartment because you have cats or something so you wanted to have sex in my car. Regrettably, I accepted. But seriously, you set the bar pretty high for this relationship thus far. You broke my cupholder off when you pulled some maneuver that ended up pinching a nerve in my back and giving me a herniated disc. In honor of this night's events, your bra is now on top of a tree at Mt. Snow. Talk to you soon.
There is no way we will commence or continue dating. Why? I think you know why. But just in case, here are some of the reasons.
**These stories are all true, and happened to real people. Names and dates have been removed to protect the creepy.**
Saturday, February 7, 2009
You need to reevaluate your definition of a romantic evening.
You shouldn't have been hooking up with me in the first place. We had one drink, literally one drink and I drove you home. You wouldn't let me go up to your apartment because you have cats or something so you wanted to have sex in my car. Regrettably, I accepted. But seriously, you set the bar pretty high for this relationship thus far. You broke my cupholder off when you pulled some maneuver that ended up pinching a nerve in my back and giving me a herniated disc. In honor of this night's events, your bra is now on top of a tree at Mt. Snow. Talk to you soon.
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