This might be a fun one:
What was the worst date you ever had and Y?

So let's have at it people maybe we can all learn something from this one.

As always

Me

Guess I got to get this thing going also. Why is that?
Well the worst date I can remember is this woman I asked out and she was a real mouth. Come to find out all she wanted was a free dinner. So invest in finding out if she has any interest in you before you ask. Plus her mouth ran a mile a minute to the point that I was up to 65mph and all I wanted to do was open the door and shove her out. It wasn't conversation it was just her mouth and her and I couldn't wait till it was over with. A real nightmare.

Second worst date was when I went out with this really smooth looking woman and she decided to get really drunk along the way. Hmm...but she was really nice later in the evening when I forgot she had drank way to much she grabbed me at the bar (I no longer drink) and planted the most romantic long drawn out kiss on me that I thought I'd never survive and then turned her head to the guy next to her and tossed up her cookies all over the guys shoulder. I mean full force dripping down the poor guys front and back of his shoulder. Let's just say he wasn't a real happy camper. But she was really nice sexy lady but after that she was a wet noodle! Wow lunch anyone?

Humm at or near the top of the list would be maybe date ten. Dinner at his place and then a movie...that was the plan.

I arrived to find his teen son there too. The kid, I knew from previous conversations, was on three different mood altering medications and there he was sitting, scowling hatefully at me and playing with several semi-automatic weapons on the living room floor.

I tried to be friendly and engage the kid in a conversation as I helped with dinner. Then when his father went to the bathroom the kid fixed me with a really awful look and told me, "I hate you dating my dad. You should be dead" I was stunned. There was a kid with two semi-auto guns and a box of live rounds within reach telling me I should be dead.

Dad came out of the bathroom and with the kid still in sight I told his father, quietly as I hugged him, that his kid just threatened me. Dad wasn't buying it and held me at arms length and told me I was being a ***** making up stories about his kid!

I was out of there and quick! I wouldn't be in the least bit surprised if I read about the kid in the newspaper one of these days.