Just a brief post with this true story from Widownet about a dating experience:
Dog Leash Dating Horror
He asked me out when I was with my bff at a dance club. I went to dinner with him and we talked and talked. All was okay.
2nd date: He offered dinner, but instead I took him with me to trick or treat with my friend, her husband and their small daughter. My friend and her husband told me later that he farted all evening. They were walking behind us.
So, silly me, I accepted a 3rd date for dinner. Afterward, we were sitting in his vehicle outside the restaurant when he brought up the "sex talk." (This was his idea...I was not interested in a farting sexual tryst).
Then he said, reaching down between the seats, "I can't get hard without having my balls beat with this," holding up the dog leash.
I laughed my butt off, thinking it was a joke.
He was completely solemn...didn't crack even a smile.
I realized he was dead serious, so I said, "Gotta go! And by the way, if I was mad enough to beat your balls the last thing I would want to do is screw you."
And with that, I got out of that car and headed anywhere but there.
Yep, there's definitely worse things than being ALONE! ROFL