He expected me to "pony up" for his three artisanal IPAs.
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This blog post is designed for the —a space dedicated to the hilariously cringeworthy world of modern dating. It uses a mix of humor, relatable tropes, and real-world dating "horror" stories to engage readers. The Bad Date Chronicles: The "Expert" and the Empty Wallet Posted by: Anonymous | Date: April 28, 2026 He expected me to "pony up" for his three artisanal IPAs
When the tab finally came, the "crypto-millionaire" suddenly had a crisis. He patted his pockets, looked genuinely distressed, and claimed he’d left his wallet in his other khakis. This blog post is designed for the —a
I told him I’d have to check my schedule. Then I went home, blocked his number, and poured a very large glass of wine. 🚩 Red Flag Roundup: This Week’s Lessons