I was asked to post this story:
Your blog is hilarious; I had to post a story for you about this guy I was recently dating for a month. Let’s call him Bob. Bob and I met through a friend; she had set us up on a blind date. When he and I met I knew right away that this guy is different, he was tall, very good looking, and had dark hair, I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. We connected right away and went out on a few dates for about 2 months. He asked me to go away with him for a weekend and I thought this would be a great idea to see where this “relationship” is going. I was so into him that I for sure thought this would further our relationship.
Our first evening was awesome; we went out to dinner and then went to several bars and got a little drunk. When we came back to our hotel he put some moves on me and I thought 2 months is a long time and he didn’t seem too drunk. Needless to say the evening ended on a good note. And then in the morning I woke up to my feet being wet.
At first I thought I was dreaming but when I got out of bed and removed the cover off, there was a PUDDLE of pee on the bed. I couldn’t figure out how it got there. I woke Bob up letting him know that he’s sleeping in it and when he looked up at me, all he had for me was his laugh. How can a grown man pee in the bed? Is he serious? Needless to say I broke up with him.