While the idea of leaving him for dead in the snow was slightly tempting at that point, I helped him inside and got him to his room.
As I turned to leave, he curled up in a ball and started crying, saying, ‘Please don’t leave me... I just wanted us to be a happy little family with a baby. I want us to get married and be a happy little family together…’ "A few years ago, I went on a date with a lady I met via Ok Cupid.
So I answered her question, then followed it up with ‘Why do you ask? "Unfortunately, there’s not a gentle way to say ‘Ok, this date needs to end because you’re far too dumb to allow this to go on any further.’ After a painful amount of time, I finally managed to convince her that the date needed to end, claiming that I was tired and had work the next day.” "'Oh, those bruises are from the IVs!
I got pissed off at work so I took a bunch of Oxy Contin and drank a fifth of vodka and passed out at my desk.
As we were walking in, he turned to me and said that he’d asked one of my former classmates about me before our date, adding, ‘Well, let’s just say that I was expecting a "At this point, it was pretty clear that he was attempting to play some type of ridiculous mind game with me.
After 15 minutes of being ignored, I decided to leave.
Although it was less than a mile to his apartment, I had to pull over twice to let him puke.
When he attempted to get out of my car, he fell over into the snow.
We wound up going back to my place to watch a movie, which was really just background noise to our conversation.
I had recently returned from a trip to London and I was telling her about it and about my plans to move there, to which she responded: ‘Do you speak any other languages? You know the type -- jumps around from topic to topic with little to no segue.
Then, out of the blue, she resurfaced and asked me if I’d like to meet up that day. ’ (because I keep agreeing to dates with weirdos like you.) When the date ended and we stood up to leave, he of course ended with the classic, disappointed question: ’Oh.