ANTI-VALENTINE'S DAY CONTEST - Lynn's Bad Pick
Bad dates? Oh hell, they were all bad dates!
But the worst was my friend Kathy fixing me up me a guy
whose name was Bob. (this almost cured me for life on dating, I really wish it had!)
I am 54 years old now, this happened in the later part of high school.
About 4 of us girls were sitting around Kathy's house bored. Kathy decided at that point
that I just had to meet this friend of hers. I thought it was odd but then I decided ok.
Kathy says "Bob has a car and if he does come over, you have to sit next to him."
(okay, how hard could that be?)
I knew I was being used as a ploy to get Bob over there, but he sounded
like a nice guy. Bob comes over and I notice he has an extremely large
nose, I didn't mind, I happened to like larger nose's on guys, at the
time.
We all jump in his car with me sitting next to him.
As we're driving around with him he puts his hand on my knee and I had
turned at that moment to look at someone in the back seat. He quickly
took his hand away. As I was turning around to face forward again I
notice that Bob is picking his nose, gross!
But I think to myself, it's not that big of a deal everyone does it now and then, don't they?
As we drive around Minneapolis, out of the corner of my eye I see him do
it several times more during the course of a couple hours. I'm not
gagging, but I know I don't want to look at him anymore.
We reach my oldest sister's neighborhood, and as I turn to ask Bob to stop at her house,
he has his finger jammed half way to his brain, pulls it out, and there's a huge bloody booger
on his finger and his nose is starting to bleed.
(I was gagging then and I'm gagging now as I write this!)
Bob wipes his finger on his car seat, (next to my leg ) as I jump over my friend Kathy
and tell her I'm going to walk over to my sisters house to visit. (as I ran from them all)
This is a true story, and Kathy and I still talk after all these years.
I have had worse dates, but never one this disgusting!
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