I've gone on plenty of dates (now) worth mentioning, I've heard plenty of stories from friends, which are not only great, but help me remember other crappy dates that I've had...also worth mentioning...but LikeOmigod has been slipping. So here...let's just start all over. Let's start with a douchebag. Or two. Or three.
Because I Said So
But I do have to hand it to her though. In high school, she found my senior prom date. Yes. There's no need to comment...I was awkward and a complete nerd and there were no guys lining up at my front door waiting to take me out.
I think my eyes popped out of my head. And maybe my va-jay-jay popped out too. At that moment, my invisible chastity belt hung on for dear life. Really dude? We hadn’t even had sex yet…and here he was talking about wanting to get me pregnant. Uh. Negative. No way. No effin’ way!