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My bestie blind dated big Humpty
His hairstyle resembled Don Trumpty
He was constantly rude
Foul mouthed and so crude
No wonder she soon ditched the numpty!

10/15/18


Your bestie's blind date was a weird one
An hour of boredom and she was done
When she said goodnight
He put up a fight
So she slapped him with a hot cross bun

WRITTEN BY LIN LANE

Now after the date she felt thinner, 
And so far from being a winner,
Realizing that bun,
Her date it did stun,
Was meant to be her Sunday dinner

WRITTEN BY CHRIS GREEN

She suddenly turns very pale
He’s torpid, then spurts like a whale
That hard blow on his head
Could have rendered him dead
She’s lucky she’s not facing jail!

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


She stood there her foot it was tapping,
Her unconscious date appeared napping,
When somebody called,
Her date’s car had stalled,
Then who was this guy she’d been slapping


WRITTEN BY CHRIS GREEN


My blind date, he could not speak English,
And so I attempted some “Spanglish”,
It didn’t go well,
This much I could tell,
That’s why at 50 he’s still Singlish

WRITTEN BY CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE

She didn't care if he was multilingual
And walked away, saying she'd rather mingle
He growled like a bear
And started to swear
She laughed and said, "Now I see why you're single!"

WRITTEN BY LIN LANE

She hoped her blind date would make her tingle
but instead he resembled kris Kringle
she suddenly knew
she would fake the flu
and head to the town bar to mingle

WRITTEN BY TANIA KITCHIN

I heard your bestie can't see
Thought check said the meal was free
She strolled out the joint 
They started to point 
From the owner she had to flee

WRITTEN BY TIM SMITH

Her blind date a bit icky,
And he looked rather sickly.
During dinner she froze,
Saw him picking his nose;
Needed an excuse to bolt quickly!

WRITTEN BY M.L. KISER

I saw a sweet girl on a beach. 
She looked as tasty as a peach. 
I want to take her home. 
That way, she will not roam.
But, she is not within my reach.

WRITTEN BY ROBERT PETTIT

I was tricked to go on a blind date
Maybe I would meet my soulmate
Boy was I totally wrong
He wore a pink thong
Left him with bill,didn't contemplate

WRITTEN BY ALEXIS Y


The blind date was rugby mad
Could scrum down with any lad
Oh my, my gender is wrong
Looks better in a thong
Bigger boobs than me... the cad.

WRITTEN BY SEREN ROBERTS

She was hoping for Richard Gere
Hopes fading as he appeared
She ordered a drink
Then  gave him a wink
And said not in a million years

WRITTEN BY CHARLIE KNOWLTON



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