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I still cannot understand why on Earth I gave this man my number, but before we parted ways, I forked over my digits. In the second stupid move of this story, after he texted me, I agreed to go on a date with this weirdo. I invited him to meet me at a New Year’s party a friend was hosting at a venue. Like the time we first met, he showed up drunk. Now realizing the mistake I had made, I excused myself to the washroom and left him at the bar. As I was leaving the washroom, I heard a huge scuffle and saw bodies jumping in to break up a fight. I ran to see what was going on and LO AND FREAKIN’ BEHOLD my date was being dragged off another partygoer. Naturally, the party’s bouncers kicked him out. I wish getting booted out of a bar was enough to turn me away, but like I said, it was a dark time in my life. We went on a few more dates until he ditched our dinner plans last minute because “he had a stain on his pants and needed to wash them.”

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This past Sunday my lover and I went to a country pub and I glanced in the dining room and saw my husband with a beautiful older woman, but not just any woman. It was my mother and, from the way they looked at each other and were touching, I could tell instantly that it was more than a friendly lunch; they were quite obviously in love with each other. My mother is 54 years old and is breathtakingly beautiful and, unlike me, hasn’t let her body go. My husband, who is also handsome and fit, looked like he was happier than I had ever seen him. I went to the toilet and threw up and then I dragged my lover out of the pub and went straight to the off-licence where I bought a litre bottle of vodka and drank it at his house until I passed out.


Dating my mom stories

Dating my mom stories