Never met up with him, but got an OKC message asking if I could wear a pair of socks for months without washing them and give them back to him. Conversation is going all right and she asks where I am from.
I tell her I am from a city near there that has a rougher reputation.
She lights up when I say this and asks if I was in a gang and how many fights I got into. I did tell her I got into a fight after leaving a bar a year prior and I Internet dating horror stories statistics formulas want to do that again even though the fight was super lame.
I ended up with a black eye after the tussle, I work in a fairly conservative engineering office, so I did find it funny when I told people I got my black eye in a fight when they asked.
My date giggled at that then said she always wanted to get in a fight, but would hate to get hit in the eye. I said I had older brothers and preferred getting punched most places other than the mouth. In the middle of the restaurant. On our first date. I asked her politely to stop but she continued to do so. She did end up agreeing with me.
We hugged, and went our separate ways, never speaking to each other ever again. After 2 weeks of talking gaming together we decided to meet.
Talked myself into going out with someone who had seemed duller than a bucket full of mud because he was, frankly, gorgeous. After hearing all about how he thought he was the reincarnation of an Egyptian princess, I switched the topic to books I assumed his would be Fifty Shades of Gay or the Very Retarded Caterpillar.
Oh god… okay I have a story.
I met a cute, longhaired metalhead guy on OKC several years ago, he was just my type so I was pretty excited. He also posted about how miracles are real because some relative of his recovered from a bad illness.
I logged back in a few hours later to find a long, rambling, terrifying message about how I was a stupid egotistical asshole.
I live in Dallas: I lived in a different state when we were talkingbut still…too close for comfort. If you must know… I worship Satan.
I would have loved to have drank your blood myself but had the feeling I would be full but only with self-pity. I used to be like you in fact my first degree was in A. I used to work on computers. Now I have a Ph. You just pissed me off so bad after I poured my heart out to you with my hospital experience. Open up your fucking mind and realize that there is Internet dating horror stories statistics formulas than just us here.
You can take the bible and wipe your fucking ass with ass with it!
Chatting to a guy for a while on OKC, he visits me from down south, all seems good, have foods, have drinks, have sexy times. Good 2 days with lots of noisy sex. Internet dating horror stories statistics formulas I have no contact with him at all after that and still occasionally check his local paper to see if he was been brought up on any charges.
Talked to a girl for a couple weeks when we agreed to meet up. The plan was to just cruise around all night. At one point we stop for a minute and she asked if I mind if she smokes for a minute. Then I hear this popping crackling sound…. Everything was cool, but never talked or heard from her again. Seemed like a nice girl, but considering the date started with an hour long phone call of her screaming at people over her baby daddy saying shit while driving erratically that girl was plenty crazy.
First Internet dating horror stories statistics formulas, we got drunk, went back to her place and she asked if I was down to smoke some weed. She decides gets up to open up window got a bit smoky.