I do believe I’m truly the worst, or at least the most inappropriate date ever. For a while, I was absolutely convinced that the best first date meal would be ribs. Look, if you can’t find someone attractive when he’s gnawing on a bone with sauce on his chin and stuff stuck in his teeth, it just ain’t gonna work out in the long run. That’s my theory, and I’m stickin’ to it. This week alone, I have come up with two inappropriate date ideas: going to see The Aristocrats (a documentary about the filthiest joke ever) and going to see the Wasabassco Burlesque show (not quite as inappropriate, but there’s stripping involved). Really, to top those, I’m thinking boobies and steak night should be next. Any other good ideas?
I’m the Worst Date. Really.
I do believe I’m truly the worst, or at least the most inappropriate date ever. For a while, I was absolutely convinced that the best first date meal would be…
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I have one for you.. Irréversible
check the plot outline.. Yes, it ended with the best bits..
I should point out that I didn’t pick the movie, nor did the date go bad in the end.. but it was a seriously strange second date.
Peter
I have one for you.. Irréversible
check the plot outline.. Yes, it ended with the best bits..
I should point out that I didn’t pick the movie, nor did the date go bad in the end.. but it was a seriously strange second date.
Peter
I don’t know, I think sushi is a pretty optimal first-date meal.
With sushi (at least in a good restaurant) you can find out at once how adventurous, squeamish, and/or snobbish someone is. Unless you’re too much one of the latter two, in which case it can backfire. Plus of course there’s the price issue, and the question of whether there’s great sushi where you live… NYC, OK. SF, OK. Budapest… ummm… at least there’s sushi.
Incidentally, I definitely respect the ribs angle. I agree with you there – someone who’s too uptight about either food or messes is likely to disappoint.
I don’t know, I think sushi is a pretty optimal first-date meal.
With sushi (at least in a good restaurant) you can find out at once how adventurous, squeamish, and/or snobbish someone is. Unless you’re too much one of the latter two, in which case it can backfire. Plus of course there’s the price issue, and the question of whether there’s great sushi where you live… NYC, OK. SF, OK. Budapest… ummm… at least there’s sushi.
Incidentally, I definitely respect the ribs angle. I agree with you there – someone who’s too uptight about either food or messes is likely to disappoint.