I went on a date this weekend.
I met this guy, who shall remain nameless, a few months ago through a mutual friend. We went to dinner (along with three other couples) and then went to our friend's house to play games and finger paint with pudding. When I found out we were finger painting (with pudding!!!!!!), I tried to keep an open mind. (Everyone knows if you have a bad attitude from the get-go, it's not going to be very enjoyable.) We played Catch Phrase while the pudding was chilling.
Then it all began.
Everyone started painting on their own pieces of paper, except us. He had the brilliant idea of sharing a piece of paper and doing it together. Romantic, right? After a few swirls and hand prints on the paper, I was about done. (It wasn't as fun as I remember it being in Kindergarten.) Just then, he said, "I think this would look better.....HERE!" slap! There was pistachio pudding all over my face; he then went for the vanilla. Really? REALLY?! I was shocked. I got him back with chocolate pudding, and after a few minutes of this "food fight" (and too much touching), I was ready to leave. We played another couple rounds of Catch Phrase and then I let him know I was ready to go home (since I was covered in pudding).
This was our first, and last, date.
I will never agree to fingerpainting again.
it's a good thing the pudding was only on your face. if it had hit clothes, i could guarantee i would've just walked out and ended things then and there.
ReplyDeletenice idea for a date...if you're 16 and under parental supervision.
on another note...when it warms up, do you wanna go sidewalk chalk with me?! :)
There was pudding all over my clothes, too. It was in my hair, up my nose, in my ears...ALL OVER. Definitely NOT a good date idea.
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