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	<title>Awful First Dates</title>
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		<title>Stressed and Under-Dressed</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We were supposed to meet at a cute restaurant in my neighborhood at 7:30 that night. I went out to walk my dog, leaving just enough time to shower, do my hair and makeup, and change into a dress and heels when I got back. But when I got home, I realized I&#8217;d left my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/stressed-and-under-dressed/</link>
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		<title>Daddy Issues</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Before he asked me out, we only talked briefly (about how I had just graduated from college. He looked like he was in his late 20s, and said he was currently a student after taking some time off). For our date, he took me to a bar to hear his favorite band.  It turned [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/daddy-issues/</link>
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		<title>High Times</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I picked him up, he&#8217;d just gotten a hamburger and chips and proceeded to eat them in my car. (I thought we were going for a meal, so I hadn&#8217;t eaten.) Then he asked if we could make a quick stop, so I followed his directions, and we ended up at his pot dealer&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/high-times/</link>
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		<title>Shhh!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We decided to meet up at the pizza place for lunch, which was good because I was starving. When we met there, he informed me that he had already eaten, and insisted we head to a local bookstore, over a mile walk. There, we spent the next two hours reading books. In absolute silence. Every [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/shhh/</link>
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		<title>Hawaiian Tropic</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He spends the entire dinner telling me exactly how much money he makes, obsessing about our age difference (12 years), and then topped it off by saying that he closed his account to our mutual online dating service &#8220;as a compliment&#8221; to me (a little premature buddy&#8211;it&#8217;s our first date!). Then he invites me to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/hawaiian-tropic/</link>
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		<title>Baby Maker</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He&#8217;s twenty minutes late and when he arrives, he insists on dining at one of the outdoor tables, even though I point out that it&#8217;s sixty degrees and I&#8217;m wearing spaghetti straps.  Within moments of sitting down, he asks why I don&#8217;t have kids. He then tells me his sperm count and adds, &#8220;If [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/baby-maker/</link>
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		<title>Tummy Trouble</title>
		<description><![CDATA[After dinner, he excuses himself to go to the bathroom, and I wait&#8230;and wait and wait. He finally comes back, and I ask if he&#8217;s ok; he says he&#8217;s fine. We head back to my apartment to hang out and he goes to the bathroom again. I wait and wait and wait again. He finally [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/secret-tummy-trouble/</link>
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		<title>Cleanup in Aisle 3!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We went to a hockey game, where I had quite a few drinks, and then out to dinner. When we got back to his house, I threw up all over his floor, and then I peed myself. I have never been more mortified, especially because I drink often and I&#8217;ve never lost bladder control. So [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/clean-up-in-aisle-3/</link>
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		<title>Ego No-No</title>
		<description><![CDATA[While driving me to dinner, he took three phone calls back to back and ignored me. He kept bragging about how lucky I was he decided to go out with me that night as everyone was dying to have him show up at their clubs and parties. We got to the quiet bistro, and he [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/ego-no-no/</link>
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		<title>Solo Act</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We immediately hit it off&#8211;he was funny, intelligent, and fairly cute.  After dinner, we began kissing in his living room.  When he tried to take it further, I made it clear that I wasn&#8217;t ready.  In response, he immediately unzipped his pants, whipped it out, and began furiously masturbating in front of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://awfulfirstdates.com/solo-act/</link>
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