Saw a blurb in the paper the other day about a woman meeting a 23-year-old guy at a casino near Detroit. They go out on a date a week later even though she only knows his first name, which is false. Near the end of the dinner, he says he left his wallet in her car and asks for her keys. He speeds off in her 2000 Impala (imagine stealing a 2000 car) and stiffs her with the restaurant bill.
Since he had sent a photo to the woman's cell phone with his phone number, the police had no problem arresting him.
Can you imagine a worse date? I wonder if any of our readers have any dates from Hell stories they want to share.
I never had a date like this. I'd just get frustrated when I thought the date went well and she didn't want to go on a second date.
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