My best friend matched me up for a blind date with her boyfriend's cousin. We met and the guy had no personality. He looked - bland. He had a weird laugh and all he talked about was "me and my cousin did this or that."
We went to the movies. There were some, I admit, rowdy teen-age boys in the row in front of us, talking and sometimes getting up and then sitting down. All of a sudden, John (still remember that name) stands up and puts one of his hands on each of the two guys' heads and shoves them back down into their seats, using such colorful language. I slumped down in my seat because I was so mortified.
I told my best friend that if she EVER matched me up with him again that I would disown her.
My best friend married her boyfriend. His cousin never married and lived with his mother until she died.
And she is still my best friend!
We went to the movies. There were some, I admit, rowdy teen-age boys in the row in front of us, talking and sometimes getting up and then sitting down. All of a sudden, John (still remember that name) stands up and puts one of his hands on each of the two guys' heads and shoves them back down into their seats, using such colorful language. I slumped down in my seat because I was so mortified.
I told my best friend that if she EVER matched me up with him again that I would disown her.
My best friend married her boyfriend. His cousin never married and lived with his mother until she died.
And she is still my best friend!