So Jimmy Fallon asked his tweeps to share their #WorstFirstDate, and the tweets are not only entertaining, but God awful! I mean, I thought my #WorstFirstDate was bad. You know, when a guy asked me to meet him at a dive bar. What’s so bad about a dive bar? I later discovered that specific dive bar was the gathering place for neighborhood crackheads to heighten their high.
I could have been killed! Or jacked! Or sold into prostitution by a crackhead for crack money!
Luckly, I made it out alive. No damage done, though I haven’t been able to sip a cocktail at a dive bar again without giving the bar back a side eye. But, again, that’s nothing compared to these tweets! Here are the best of your #WorstFirstDates: