"Normal" people are just really sick fuckers in disguise  

rm_MariGrrl 39F
2485 posts
5/12/2006 12:22 pm

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5/13/2006 11:19 pm

"Normal" people are just really sick fuckers in disguise

Spring is in the air and love is all around.

Many romances begin in springtime. For me, however, every date from hell I've ever been on seems to have happened in the spring.

Here's just one example of my evening with a nice "normal" guy...

A guy I was acquainted with (we frequented the same bar and had some mutual friends) invited me to go to a concert with him one lovely spring weekend. He and about 6 of his friends were heading to a nearby town for the show and he had an extra ticket.

That should have been my first clue. There's no such thing as an "extra" ticket. His original date probably realized that he was insane and backed out. Second clue should have been that it was a country music concert and he told me it would be a "wild time". Okay, to me a wild time at a concert usually includes a mosh pit. There was no pit to be found at this concert.

Since he was treating me to the concert, I offered to drive. I had a pretty nice mini-van back then and figured that way everyone could ride in one car.

So, I met him at his house that day for his before the concert party. This party consisted of cowboy hats, old mil, and chili. Yee-haw!

I should have ran then... but, I didn't.

By the time we left for the concert, all the cowfolk were hammered and full of chili. Because I was driving, I was lucky enough to be sober and therefore was well aware of just how annoying all these people were.

I couldn't even smoke on the way down there because these hay slingers were producing more gas than Exon. I had to insist on spraying them down with my car air freshener before I dare enter the concert hall with them.

We found our seats and the concert began, when suddenly, I felt a very shaky hand working its way up my inner thigh. I removed it and placed it back on my *uggghhh* date's lap. This happened a couple more times. I then leaned over and whispered into his ear, "If you don't remove your hand from my thigh, I'll remove it from your wrist." He complied and the girls sitting next to us giggled.

It was finally over. On the way home he went on and on about what a big dick he had and that every woman he had ever been with commented on it. I explained that what they had probably said was that he was a big dick.

I dropped him off... he promised to call... I insisted he didn't and I went off to find a bar that was still open.

Moral of the story... nice, normal guys are overrated. Think about it, when was the last time the neighbors described the serial killer as a complete asshole or a wild party animal chick magnet. 'Nuff Said!

rishabha 38M/36F

5/12/2006 1:04 pm

I agree ... normality is booooooring

MaggiesWishes 59F

5/12/2006 1:11 pm

anything I say now, will probably get me in trouble!
But, I love a good "kickin' to the curb" even now and then

warm huggies 2ya
Happy Mom's Day little lady

norprin5 55M

5/12/2006 1:33 pm

"He was always such a quiet young man!"

King Nor XVIII

Djeeper1987 47M

5/12/2006 2:02 pm

Carpe Diem

spacecadet561 59M

5/12/2006 3:58 pm

I'd be laughing out loud if just last year the authorities hadn't caught up with a serial killer who'd been at it on and off for close to 30 years. He lived just a few miles from me. My neighbor's sister had a few run-ins with him, but didn't become another of his victims. That serial killer is now a bit further away, like 25 miles or so, in the state penitentiary, even though he seems to be far from penitent. He's penned, though, and that's what counts.


Ginnung 37M

5/13/2006 12:57 am

Hey, now! That's jumping to conclusions! There's a few genuinely nice and normal guys who...

*Looks in a mirror*

Oh. Right. Nevermind.

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