That's funny stuff Nate.

The worst blind date I ever went on, wasn't technically mine. I was more of a chaperone, but being the nice person I am I let myself be talked into going. (if I didn't go, then then could she) He picked us up in his VW bug, and we went to a deli to listen to his band. They SUCKED! Then on the way home his car stalls about a mile from home. He talks the two girls into pushing his car to see if we can pop the clutch... unsuccessfully. I had asthma issues at the time, and after feeling an attack coming on I said enough. He STILL didn't want to leave his car, but I'd had enough so we walked the remainder of the way home. Oh and his name was Forrest.