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We end up going to Lucky Strike in Soho where he orders a fancy bottle of wine, and proceeds to tell me that he just graduated from Columbia, won an award for ‘entrepreneur of the year,’ and is starting a clothing line.

We talk for a few minutes and he asks me to write my email in one of the pages, while he looks away, and when he gets to it, he’ll email me. We part ways and I think, ‘Wow that was easy.’"Fast-forward to a week later when this guy emails me to meet up for a drink.

If you walked down a red carpet what designer would you wear? ' 'Susie had a big ol' jam at so-and-so's the other weekend, got me a 45-minute blow job in the back room.' Buddy beamed, turning to me.

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How cool would it be to work out and go straight to work? Total creepazoid.""Over an awfully and unpleasantly forward sushi dinner near St. Which was exactly the same moment I saw the flashing lights.

I had to play dumb at this point because I knew this guy was weird.)Him: 'That life, you know being a stripper, getting a discount in the gym. Same with you.' After picking up my jaw from the floor, I said a few choice words and left. '), I decided that it couldn’t get any worse and we went outside to smoke a joint.

'Me: 'Umm.' (but before I could get a word in....)Him:'Okay let's do this: What's the capital of Albany? The end.""About 10 minutes into a blind date, the guy whipped out a book about Wal-Mart and started telling me that it changed his life, and that Sam Walton was his God.

I then received an email a week later asking if I would be his mentor and how much he admired me, to which I quickly responded that all communication was to be cut off.

When it comes to horrible dates, we've all been there, done that...maybe even done it again. ' Me: 'Ummmm.' (He kept saying 'what else' like to hurry the convo or something—it was really weird)Him:'Ugh, do you know anything? My date repeatedly and periodically yelled, 'I know you think this is my fault, but it’s not! ' To which I screamed, 'I’m not the one who cried in the cop car,' to general merriment."After emailing with Henry on Ok Cupid for about a week, we decided to meet at Home Sweet Home on Chrystie Street for a date.

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