Truth is sadder than fiction

This is a spot-on account of my worst date ever.

Truth is sadder than fiction - Part III

by ladyjdotnet
12-03-01

I ate my sandwich. He ate complementary bread.


	He's shorter and fatter than he looks in his pictures.

We silently evaluated one another.


	He must have a cat. There's hair all over his sweater.

We made... discoveries.


	Her booblies jiggle when she chews.


	Oh good Lord. That's not cat hair! It's GROWING through the sweater!

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Truth is sadder than fiction