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First date, I was 13, and she put make-up on using a trowel. We watched "Little Shop of Horrors", then at pizza at Little Ceasars.
After seeing her in the harsh light of the pizza joint, I realized just how fugly she was and didn't date her again.
First date with my 3rd and final wife (I really need to find a cheaper hobby) was at a nice little Italian bistro named Franco's in Dayton, Ohio. Great food, great atmosphere, and the owner is a friend of mine. When he saw me there, he picked up the tab and refused to let me pay...the bill was about $130, counting the wine. Cheapest date I've ever taken a lady on.
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 1987 560SL
85,000 miles
Meet on the level, leave on the square. Great words to live by
Were we directed from Washington when to sow and when to reap, we should soon want bread. - Thomas Jefferson: Autobiography, 1821.
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