Feeling Blue

I had met this guy at bar and after chatting with him and his friends for awhile, they invited me back to his apartment to after party. Once there, he continually apologized for the mess and promised to have it cleaned up next time I came over. Ultimately, he officially asked me out and I agreed to meet him at this place at the appointed day and time.
Upon arriving and deciding where to go to dinner, he asks, “Did you ever see the movie 40 Year Old Virgin?”
I said that I had and he replied, “You know that part where the girl asks him to blow in to the tube on her car? Yeah so, could you drive?”
Throughout dinner, he kept mentioning the fact that he had cleaned his apartment up for me. After dinner, he said he wanted to call a friend real quick. Clearly I was confused, but I was trying to roll with it. He made his phone call and shortly an older gentleman arrived. Turned out this gentleman was both his ex’s father and a drug dealer. Twenty minutes and an incredibly awkward conversation later, he made his deal right there on the patio of the restaurant and we left.
We finally returned to his house and against my better judgment I agreed to stay for a bit and watch a movie. I sat down on the couch and leaned back against the corner throw pillow. Immediately I realized there was something hard beneath the pillow, so I lifted it to remove whatever it was. Just as my hand was about to reach the object I froze. Laying there on the couch, hidden beneath the pillow was a big, blue vibrator.
As I stared at him, utterly dumbfounded, he asked, “So you probably want to leave now, huh?”


