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February 2, 2011
Dating A Pretty Italian Is Pretty Sweet
Good news: I'm dating a pretty Italian! My friend introduced me to her meeting her on some Italian personals site. After a few dates, he realized that she was right up my alley instead of his, so he invited me to hang out with them.
This stunning beauty is an Italian fantasy come true! I mean, what are the odds that a pretty Italian gal like this one would fall in my lap? At one point, this literally actually happened! Of course, it was because of one of my innocent blunders.
For our first date, I took her ice skating. I figured that everybody loves to skate and I really needed an excuse to buy new skates. I soon remembered why I no longer owned a pair. It seems I never really learned how to. I mean, sure, I can wobble fairly well, but stopping? That's what the boards at the edge of the rink were always for. Unfortunately for me, I only remembered this after she challenged me to a race.
Do you know it's possible for a human body to rebound like a tennis ball if it hits the boards fast enough? I do! I bounced back so hard that I went flying across the ice and into the path of my pretty Italian date. The result is that she tripped over me and landed right on my laps, with the blades of her skates narrowly missing my fingers by mere inches. On the plus side, I won the race!
After that awkward fiasco, the pretty Italian treated me to a hot cocoa. While we sat on the bleachers watching others skate properly, I asked her what the odds of a second date taking place would be. After all, I'm not an Italian man like she was looking for on that dating site.
She answered me with a kiss on the lips and told me she just signed up so that she knew she'd be going into any prospective dates with at least one thing in common. Since my friend had vouched that we were so similar, she knew it would be a safe bet to give me a try. She found my awkward blunders and enthusiasm to be fun and cute, so she had decided hours ago that there would be another date if I was up to it.
My response to that was an emphatic yes. I even got up from my seat and started to doing a little victory dance in my skates while she laughed. Do you know that a human body hits the ground like a sack of potatoes after falling from the fourth bleacher? I do!
Posted by brian at February 2, 2011 2:34 AM
