The Perfect Date!

Well i was catching up on blogs so going from my blood boiled angry Bill O'Reilly one to this is a little weird but here it goes. Heres my perfect date, I get to pick the girl up in my car, not before I see her parents and akwardly talk to them knowing they despise me for dating their daughter. Then we drive to dinner without much to talk about thats romantic, so it's an akward car ride. Then I would get to the restruant and we could order our food and talk in the meantime. Then the food comes and I realize i have ordered some pasta which is hard to eat eloquantly and I make a fool out of myself. We then get the check and my heart sinks to my feet as I see the bill. After a second mortgage on my house, I leave the restruant with her and take her to a movie. Since impression is key we go and see the movie that she wants to see... Brad Pitt featured in "A Zillion Kisses Smoochy Smooch Lovey Forever".... after one of the main characters die and the tissues are gone we leave the theater. You drop her off at home and you get out of the warm toasty car and walk her to her door. Standing out there freezing your nads off you talk very shortly. Then you get a kiss goodnight (Because all guys want to do is just get into the girls..... lips). You drive home. Very thirsty you look at your wallet so you can stop and buy a drink. Realizing dinner at a fancy restruant and some popcorn and two tickets to a movie have cost you all your money and your right nut, you drive home... no drink for you tonight until you replenish your money in a few weeks or so but hey, at least you got a kiss. That, my friends, is a perfect date.