The fifteenth woman had a terrible rash all over her body.
I made the sixteenth lady laugh so hard that she threw up all over the table.
“Relax,” she said with a laugh, “I’ll bring them down there while you’re at work tomorrow.” The next few months were great.
We never got tired of each other’s company and I thought I had found true love.
In the corner, I noticed a box with an old video recorder and some VHS videotapes inside.
A strange curiosity overcame me and I grabbed the box and brought it upstairs. In the darkness, I could just barely make out the figure of a man tied to a chair.
I began to give up hope of ever finding a perfect match.
Just as I was contemplating skipping out early and going home, I sat down opposite the final lady.
When everyone was ready, the buzzer sounded and the speed dating began.
The first girl I sat down with was 21, much too young for me. The third woman was really ugly and I caught a very bad smell from the fourth.
It seemed as if we were truly matched for each other.
After about seven months together, I decided to pop the question and asked her to marry me.