I have yet to meet the online date who wasn't homicidal. I don't know what it is about the Internet, but there are no sane women online. I'm sorry, but that's the truth.
There was Marie: the 35-year-old who owned a cat, a pitbull and wrote poetry. That alone should have warned me off. Instead I waited for the knife she threw at me.
*sidenote: the dirty sex was incredible. She used to rub her little brown eye on my tip and beg me in a little girl's voice not to put it in. Then she'd cry. (Source: Craigslist, Missed Connections, Laundromat)
There was Liane: Twice, she parked outside my house in the middle of the night, text messaging me to wake me up and insist that I turn my lights on and off in rapid succession because she didn't believe I was home. (Source: Match.com, 4/6 qualities in common.)
Jennifer: While on our first date, she pulled out her Iphone and showed me the blog she'd started about her ex-boyfriend whom she'd caught cheating the year before. (Source: Facebook.com, three mutual friends.)
That wins mostly for the lights story.
TELL US YOURS.