My friends seem to think so, cause I'm always recounting my 'dates beyond disaster' stories. And heaven knows, I have a lot of wacky stories to tell.
Not because I only date idiots (I hope), but I am beginning to question my taste in men. I mean, it can't be normal for a guy to rip your dress off in the middle of a packed club coz u don't want to do tequila shots with him, right?? He knows I hate tequila, and no, 'I thought u were wearing underwear' is NOT an acceptable excuse, dickhead!
And that's just one of the many 'That did not just happen' moments of my life. Speaking of which,
"I saw u on the dance floor. Do u do bachelor parties?"
Another story for another day...
