Mission Statement:
Have you ever sat at your kitchen table at noon on a Sunday, drinking
tepid caffeine, nursing bloodshot eyes and cursing the divine tragedy
that defines your very weakest moments -- DATING?
Yes, it's been clinically proven that dating blows. Oh sure, the premise is
quite fine and dandy, and the anticipation surrounding the event never
fails to intrigue, entice and titillate only to strike like a sledgehammer to the spinal cord. But what IS the quintessential "good date"? How does one achieve this goal?
While men and women across the globe chew on that question, I am
courageously offering to air out some of my best tales in order to
illustrate shocking examples of what is NOT a "good date". These
stories are bonafide experiences straight from the bowels of hell
itself. They will astound, horrify and mutilate your senses.
And please, before you board this ride, keep in mind that various names and places have been altered to protect the pathetic identities of these men who
have breezed so nonchalantly through my life, unidentifiable ships full
of shame passing each other in the dark of night. They know who they are.
Are you sitting comfortably? Then we'll begin.
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Table of Contents
Chapter 3:
Stealth Boy
Chapter 2:
The Guy Who Cracked His Head Open
Chapter 1:
The Guy Who Jumped Out of My Car
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