| FOOD Rent a Girlfriend for Thanksgiving.

The $0 date.

She brings a side dish she made at her house.
She brings a couple of bottles of wine.
She pours a good amount in a coffee cup, then mentions how she'd like to go outside and look around.
Two hours later, she's still sitting on the porch drinking her wine.
Her only question of the day? "What is the score?" Which, gets her a Uber home.
 
When I was taking a Poli-Sci course in "The Frigid Bitch" at UA an met a girl I dated for a couple of years. I went to a Christmas Eve party at her parents house. Now, I've got beer, liquor, egg nog, etc. in the cooler...T-town to B-ham. (I wasn't driving, I was drinking, etc.) Marlo, who was the president of the LB community at UA at the time (Lesbian/Bi, there weren't others) drove.

So, we arrive..I find out they don't drink. Dated her for almost a year...didn't know that. They had a view on lesbians and bi-sexuals. I'll leave that, at that.

I was still in a bit of the "Grateful Dead" phase at the time. Clothing, not so much the band: been there, done that. So, I'm wearing "Dead" apparel, shorts, sandals, and it's about 40 outside...showing up with food, and ...well. Marlo.

I laughed until I cried that night...outside.

Conclusion, and declaratory statement.

"Don't take a date to a holiday meal. Don't go with a date to a holiday meal."
 
Is this for real? I fucking need it! I'll gladly pay for the $250 package! No joke. Hell I might even spring for the $500 package if they throw in her being half my age. That alone would be worth it for the "fuck you, in your face" to certain family members
 
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