Damn straight Coldie. You tell em buddy…no really you tell em. I wanna hear a good one from your own stack of amusing anecdotes. I’ll start it for ya.
…of all the gin joints
Of all the Radioshacks in the world, I had to walk into hers. 
Boy Coldie you sure know how to put out a fire. That emotionally charged image of the two of you in the Radio Shack together must’ve been more than they could bear. Memories of lost love and regret from roads not taken…what if I hadn’t remembered the batteries were dead? We might have never met. :eek:
Mine was at the bank. A bank where neither of us even had an account. She was visiting a friend working there and I was riding with a friend making a deposit. Neither of us were from the town where the bank was located. Fate appears to be a strange coincidence sometimes and vice versa.
Heh, I had forgotten about this one: I had been going out with this guy for about 18 months. He broke up with me, by phone, because his mother didn’t like me. I was upset for about five minutes, until I realized how much better off I was without this pathetic, mewling mama’s boy. He had a short-lived girlfriend after me (guess Mom didn’t like her, either) and AFAIK he still (more than 10 years later) lives with his mother and can’t get a girlfriend. Another “no big loss”.
In high school I was going out with a girl a year older than me for a while. One day she said things weren’t working out so she was dumping me. I was upset, but I figured it wasn’t meant to be. A week later she was with some asshole jock dude, which really shocked the hell out of me because she didn’t seem like the sort of person who would be interested in asshole jock dudes. I’ll admit I was a big dork around girls back then, but come on.
Too educated and my wealthy parents weren’t wealthy “enough.” I mean, among other ridiculous proclamations but those are my favourite two…
BEST thing that could have ever happened to me although I spent like six months crying and eating cheesecake.
Mine’s not a breakup story, but it’s the most ridiculous reason I’ve ever been turned down.
When I was maybe 14 or 15, I had a crush on a guy who wasn’t very good-looking, but he looked like he’d be a nice guy. Know what I mean? He had big bulgy eyes and a HUGE nose. Everyone I told about my crush said something like, “But he’s so ugly! He has that big Toucan Sam nose! What do you see in him?” But he had a nice smile which he used frequently, and so I was attracted to him.
So a mutual friend tells him that I have a crush on him, and he says:
“Oh. You mean the girl with the big forehead?”
I just spent two weeks wooing this sheila who, last night, referred to my dick as ‘it’. Yes, not a part of me, but an ‘it’ - a seperate entity. You see, when she saw ‘it’ she said that ‘it’ was too angry-looking to accept unto herself. That’s what you get when you progress into the partially undressed state and slip away to get the condom from its hiding place. You expose ‘it’, the too-angry entity that is unacceptable for sheathing unto the female part. When trying to explain that 'it’was a significant part of me, and I was not too angry, but smiling (smirking, actually) and happy (anticipatorily smug, actually), I was rebuffed with the ‘it’ is too angry comment. too bloody much. I quit.
I dumped her, with the expected blue ball syndrome and not without some small regret, two weeks is two weeks, after all.
I also recently dumped a bird who answered her mobile telephone in the pub while we were conversing over drinks. I know I’m as boring as watching a bucket-full of cooling spit, but that was over the top. Turn your mobile off when in a pub with a potential sexual partner, ferchrist’ssake.
You are absolutely correct man…that is ridiculous. YOU gave up sex a couple of times at least over a telephone and because you don’t have a pretty dick? Hell you should’ve just put that mean fucker someplace nice and told her while she was on the phone call up some of her friends.
Kinda related to the OP and what’s been said lately. The most ridiculous reason to NOT get together with someone.
You’re afraid they might say no. Now how in the hell can they say yes if’n ya don’t ask? :rolleyes:
A radio.
I gave a portable radio to my girlfriend. About six months later, I asked to borrow it for a couple of days. She got incredibly pissed and we were no longer an item.
Almost 40 years ago and I still wonder about it every once in a while.
I read the OP and assumed that he had lied to get a better deal on a laptop dance. Now that I could understand as b/u grounds.
I never said I was a good hearts player.
Come to think of it, you’re right: He didn’t, after all, punch me in the face. Please excuse me, I must Google this Catch o’ the Century. 
Oh, and for the record, I dumped him.
~S
I was “too obsessed with Madonna”, apparently. Well, duh. Anyone who talks to me for five minutes knows that. Why didn’t it start bothering him until six months later?
[sup]Kalhoun, I’m disappointed you never told me if I passed your test or not![/sup]
Yeah, it sounds shallow.
So you’re going to sign up to have someone date you, only to discover later it’s in spite of the lack of attraction? That would feel good, right?
Attraction, beauty, and humor cannot be argued. They’re not logical conclusions, they’re visceral responses.
HAhahahahahahahahaha…snort…teeheeheeheeheehee