11 Apr
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Another interesting date…yawn.  I’ve got eight more 11dot11 to write about, as well as other good numbers (9/10/11, anyone?), and I’ve already run out of stuff to say.

As this is a bad date post, I looked up bad date stories (I don’t have any myself as I haven’t been on a date since 1982), and came across this, which is funny because it’s not funny:

Well i had a date and my boyfriend was called Callum he was a ugly boy but i asked him out any way he said yes ! he dumped me a month later and i found out that that he was using me and the other day i saw him in the car and i made a rude face at him ha ha ha. ~Amy

And this one, which had me laughing out loud:

My boyfriend and I were at my house watching movies. My brother came in right as we were going to make out and threw a ball at the back of my head. It hit me and got my braces stuck to his. Unfortunately, we couldn’t get them unstuck. We stayed like that for 3 hours before we told my parents. They called the orthodontist and it was another hour before we got to the building and got unstuck. During that time though we had a good excuse for making out! ~Anonymous

Sorry this is a dull post; I guess dates aren’t as interesting when they happen all the time.  There’s a word for it, actually: marriage.

16 Responses to “11.4.11”

  1. vivinfrance April 11, 2011 at 09:19 #

    You don’t mean that last remark: look what a lovely date you had at the rugby match!


    • Tilly Bud April 11, 2011 at 20:13 #

      It doesn’t count as a date when the missus is drooling over the players and ignoring the husband 🙂


  2. Cindy April 11, 2011 at 10:06 #

    Oh my hat, their braces locked? I never heard anything like that before!


  3. musings April 11, 2011 at 10:20 #

    I had braces as a kid. I thought it was all a joke that braces could get stuck.


  4. Pseu April 11, 2011 at 11:15 #

    Is that that were the commetn
    “Brace yourself, Sheila” originated? (Groan)


  5. Pseu April 11, 2011 at 11:15 #



    • Tilly Bud April 11, 2011 at 20:15 #

      First with the joke, then the self-correction…I think I’ve found my second-in-command 🙂


      • Pseu April 11, 2011 at 20:41 #

        Does that mean I have to watch my step, Ma’am?


  6. Pseu April 11, 2011 at 11:20 #

    Making out is an interesting euphemism:
    making for not such a dull date after all:

    “…making out is a sexual euphemism of American origin dating back to at least 1949, and is used synonymously with the terms “necking,” “petting,” and “hooking up”,though “hooking up” is also used in some cultures to imply casual sex. Making out covers a wide range of sexual behavior, and means different things to different age groups in different parts of the U.S. It typically involves kissing, including prolonged, passionate, open-mouth kissing (also known as French kissing), intimate contact, including heavy petting, that is, skin-to-skin contact, or other forms of foreplay, but never the direct act of sexual intercourse.” (Thank you Wiki)


  7. Mike Patrick April 11, 2011 at 16:58 #

    Dates are Sandy and I going to the grocery store. What’s wrong with you people?


    • Tilly Bud April 11, 2011 at 20:18 #

      Dates at the grocery store usually involve huge arguments in the aisles about the best cheese/crisps/cereal selection. Not so much fun as your dates 😦


  8. Paula Tohline Calhoun April 12, 2011 at 02:53 #

    Here’s a date story – a favorite – from one of my Hubs’ aunts: Her name was Thelma. She was entertaining (this was in the 1920’s) the gentleman who would later become her husband. She was seated at their piano, and was playing some light selections for her boyfriend Harold’s enjoyment. Aunt Thelma’s brother had the charge of the family’s cows, one of which he had, as a joke, named “Thelma.” He swore until the day he died that it was not intended to embarrass her, but while Aunt Thelmas was playing the piano and entertaining, Uncle Marion walked through the house and shouted out, “Has anyone milked Thelma??”

    Aunt Thelma started playing the piano very loudly. . .and in her mind plotted a way to get even. . .Don’t know if she ever did!



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