The Grass Isn't Always Greener

Story Submitted by Kristin:

Zack was a dreamy blond that played guitar in front of school during breaks and all the girls were crazy about him.  He was polite but aloof and I guess his hard-to-get demeanor made it possible for all the ladies to overlook that he was 5'2" at most.

I set my sights on him.  Word spread that he'd broken up with his mysteriously older university girlfriend and my efforts paid off.  After a while, he asked me out - the first girl in the school to ever be asked on a date with him.  Victory!

After our date out at an Italian restaurant, we drove to a scenic spot right next to a sewage treatment plant.

After that, we went back to his parents' house to hang out in their basement rec room.  A smelly dog rushed to greet us and Zack said, "You must be hot.  My dog has a boner."

Very nice.  Classy.  I changed the subject to talk about our families, and he said, "Your brothers are sure lucky to have a hot sister like you."

I asked, "Why would that make them lucky?"

He thought about it for a moment and said, "I guess they're not so lucky, then."

Nice recovery.  It was easy to let someone else take him off of my hands.


  1. Are we out of good stories? This was terrible... how old was the OP, 12?

  2. Quit yer yappin'. There are some good ones coming up this week.

  3. This must have happened very recently since you did not end the story with:

    "And his dog won't stop texting me!"

  4. This sounds like an embarrassing story from Teen Magazine.

  5. The poor guy thought he was paying you a compliment.


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