in about an 10 month period, probably about 15.

I remember driving over to harlow one night to meet one who i had got chatting to and then was texting for a while. She had sent me pics, i looked at her pics on facebook etc etc and she looked alright. So i take the 35min drive over feeling this is gonna be a great night. I call her when nearby hers like we arranged and she said yeah come to end of the road then turn right and i'll be waiting near there.

Well fuck me sideways, i get to end of the road, its junction, i look left for traffic, then right and wwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo:shoc ked: i see this fucking boat of a thing standing there. Luckily and i say luckily in the way that my balls been saved, she didnt know what car i had so i quickly turned left and drove the other way up the road. I pull over further ahead and think oh shit what am i gonna do, i dont want to hurt her feelings by blowing her out completely. Oh shit oh shit. I rung a mate and said Neil what the hell do i do shes fucking rancid (spelling). He said just drive off but i couldnt so i went back and picked her up and we went for a drink. Its a really weird feeling when your with a girl you've been texting almost constant for past 2 weeks or so and talking on phone etc is there sitting across from you looking nothing like what must have been pictures of her about 2 years before when mcdonalds hadnt yet gone 24hours in her area.
What made matters worse was we were in a Yates bar and ther was a group of pretty hot girls in there and i swear the whole time we were in there they were occasionly looking over thinking what the fuck was he thinking by going out with her.

Needless to say we talked alot less after that night the i pretended a ex had come back on the scene. Lucky escape, but still a waste of £15 of petrol and about a £10 on couple pints and a couple bacardi breezers.

Be careful fellas, theres alot of man eating beasts out there hidden behind computer keyboards.