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    <title type='text'>Cheez Whiz Addiction Facts</title>
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            <title type='text'>ne033x's BLIND DATE FROM HELL!!!</title>
            <content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We've all been there - you show up for a blind date and expect Ashton  Kutcher to come running out of a shitty looking van, telling you that  &quot;YOU GOT PUNKED!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; From the minute I showed up at the restaurant, something just felt  weird. Kinda like before an earthquake or tornado strikes. Still, a  gentleman does not stand a lady up. I told myself to man up. It was just  a date. I took my seat at the table, still trying to remember who she  was. Evidently we'd met last night, but after about thirty shots of  whiskey, I didn't remember shit. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So, she calls this morning - sounded like a hottie on the phone, so when  she asked me out, I said sure. I mean - come on - I did give her my  number. She had to be a babe. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But then she shows up, and as she walks toward my table, I am whispering to myself: &quot;Please God don't let this be her! PLEASE!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It was her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Okay, have you ever ran over a deer in your car? Well, as she sat down, I  had that whole deer staring at headlights look going on. All I could  think of was that I would never EVER drink again! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She started talking and all I could say was: &quot;haaay.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Okay, I'm a big dude - 6 foot 6 - and this woman was at least 7 feet  tall, and built like an NFL linebacker. I could tell from her &quot;guns&quot;  that she worked out. Fuck! How was I gonna get out of this one. The  usual stuff wouldn't fly - she could easily kick my ass. My terrified  little mind was racing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I blurted out: &quot;I have to poop.&quot; Ah yes - old reliable - works every time! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She replied: &quot;Fuck! Me too! Snap!&quot; Adding a wink and saying: &quot;See how much we have in common, Sweety!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I could only think of one word: &quot;FUCK!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I took a sip of my White Russian, and with a milk mustache I answered: &quot;Uh huh.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So, like a prison guard escorting a convict to the yard, my date walked me to the bathroom so we BOTH could poop. FUCK! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; No sooner had the door shut behind me when I had my Leatherman out and  was unscrewing the window security bars. I kept saying - out loud: &quot;OH  GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; From the ladies room, I heard a very loud fart, followed by what sounded  like a logger boot being thrown in the toilet, and my date yelling:  &quot;HELLO!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I stopped for a second, &quot;No fucking way.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Fuck the screws! I kicked that window out and was gone! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I ran like hell - like an Elan being chased by a Cheetah! And I never looked back! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; At home, I crawled through my bedroom window, still uttering &quot;OH GOD! OH  GOD! OH GOD!&quot; And I haven't left since. So, that's why I'm blogging so  much now..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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