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After three bad dates off the internet where the girl posted a picture of someone totally else, I asked a friend if he knew anyone. Turns out, he knew this one girl I’ll call Trisha. We made plans and I met her at a nice restaurant. First problem, she was dressed for some fifties drag race in a hoop skirt and the whole bit. I thought it was weird, but decided to look past it. We order, and she orders three meals and dessert. Then, she actually eats all that food! Her table manners were bad too. Fifties girl was apparently raised by horses. I got the heck out of there and never looked back. -- Steve, 25