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I must have been very lucky because I never had a bad date... or maybe it has nothing to do with luck, maybe I just don't date enough. Humm.
Well one of mine was bad, wasn't a date really but a checking eachother out kind of thing, meeting eachother. We met at a golf club lounge (her idea) and through the whole thing she proceed to gulp down so much beer It was awful. I was totally turned off right away by the end of it she was pretty drunk. I decided to bail and when she wanted a kiss goodbye I was going in for a little peck, something you would give your mom kind of thing. She went for the lips and tried to slip me her tongue yuck!! Never saw or talked to her again, still kind of gives me chills (the bad kind) ew
I have to wonder why women, when they are clear that I am not interested in men, still believe that perhaps I may be interested in their boyfriends or husbands in a threesome? I am a sexy feminine woman, but I am not interested in men, which most of my dates cannot understand......Arggg !
Not a date but still pretty bad... While talking on the phone for the first time with a woman I'd been previously chatting with on msn, the police arrived at her house looking for a friend of hers who had been in a hit and run. (her friend was the runner) During her rambling recount of the police's visit she said her friend who'd run from the accident had been lucky the police bought his story... because she was looking after a grow show and sold meth on the side... She assured me that while she sold it, she only ever used it once in a while. lol It was a weird phone call and it vetoed any chance of us dating or talking in the future.
... and then there was the woman who FREAKED out and wrote me nasty emails because I said I was picky when it came to vegetables. Apparently, dicing veggies into tiny pieces (it's a texture thing) was a crime against this organically inclined vegetarian. She said I was ignorant and should just go eat at fucking McDonalds... I told her if she wanted to encourage awareness in others about the issues that meant so much to her she should maybe try not being a bitch about it!
Hmm, I met up with a girl here at a Burlesque show... a lot of her friends were there... to (dis)approve of me? One whispered something to her, she whispered back and they high-fived right in front of me. Then she informed me that one of my idols, Betty Page died that night. I was fighting back tears, I wanted to be around friends who understood what this meant. The Burlesque show players/'producers' NEVER even aknowledged it or had a moment of silence. I've since run in to her and her friends at different 'events' (that's giving a lot of wiggle room to the definition of event) and she's overly nice- Oh Hellooo, big hug - even tho she never returned a message after we met. And her friends turn and run when they see me now. I have always considered myself a freak-magnet, so no big deal. But I have to say I met a great girl and made a friend from here too. PS I actually have a date with a guy next week. It's been like 9 years, can u believe it? He's very pretty.
um yeah--there's been quite a few bad ones. the woman who met me at denny's on broadway and had a cherry coke may have been the worst--or the camping back injury/picking a fight with me when i was sleeping character was pretty bad too--when i was 15 i was taken to a guns and roses concert (whom i dispised at 15) and buddy started talking about the overflowing toilets at a favorite bar over dinner, that was pretty bad--then there was that time my friend made me join her on a date with some drunk woman--they came back to my place and i slept on the floor while they hit it in my bed--that was pretty bad--uuggg they have all been terrible. then there was that fancy dinner a woman cooked for me which caused me to have an accident. i am not joking.
My date showed up already drunk. She proceeded to disappear for at least an hour. Her friend finally found me and told me that my date had gotten so drunk and roudy that she'd been kicked out of the bar but that 'she was really into me' and would meet me outside. She was cute but nobody's cute enough for me to put up with that.
I was younger (14) and hadn't fully realized I was gay yet, so I was out with a guy, and all we talked about was my bestfriend the whole time who I ended up having my first lesbian experience with. So we had nothing in common and I babbled on about a chick the whole time XD
Well, i had a girl lie to me about her age.
Not only was she a little young!!!!, but i'm sure that i used to date her mother....
That was before 'I seen the lights'... First date with this guy, looked intelligent via online. I was fashionably late (only 3 minutes) the guy started screaming with me, that 'how dare I am to make him wait for me'. I turned around and walked away thinking maybe I should just punched him out...
I've only been with one girl
Well, when Adolf asked me downstairs for a nightcap in the bunker, it didn't really go all that well...
signed, Eva Braun
I went on a date one time where a woman told me she had 'friends' meeting us at 7pm and 8pm. When 7pm rolled around, I asked what her friend looked like so that I could be on the look-out for her... she told me she didn't know what the friend looked like!!!! This was the first time she was meeting her! Essentially... she planned 3 dates all at the same time and told each of us that her 'friends' were joining us. We were all stunned! Surprisingly... I keep in touch with the other 'dates' and none of us keep in touch with the woman who brought us all together. Funny how life unfolds! :)
I think I've been fairly lucky. Most of my first dates go really well... at least... I think they went well...umm ;)
none so far!
he showed up at *my* place, BRUSHING HIS TEETH. foamy mouthed, had been all brushy-brushy the whole 5 block walk to my place. i think he expected makeouts to ensue, but i started dating girls instead.
goodness... where to start.