Dear AskTheDudeBlog,
I was at the Bronx zoo having the time of my life with my sweetie Bethy Beth, and we saw the monkey's and they were hooting and screaming and crapping on each other. They had very cute babies that mama monkey's were cradling and singing too in groany monkey voices. Next we went to the reptile exhibit and we saw these mind blowing lizards, and this snake that was bigger than my entire body. I freaked out and so we ran out of the reptile zoo and went to see the polar bears. They had erected a massive fence to keep people out but Bethy Beth loveeeeeeesss Bears!!! They are so cute and love to play in the artificial habitats and swim in the chemical waters that are dyed a fake blue. It's just like the ocean they lived in before they were captured! They must be so happy there. Bethy begged me to get a closer look, so I hoisted her up and flung her into the cage, she squealed "wheeeeee!" and landed on a patch of snow that seemed like real snow from a distance, and she was so happy to see the bear! Then it tried to hug her and she turned around and Mr. Bear had turned her into a bloody lump. It was so awful! I saw her appendages and her viscera! Which is a bit forward for a third date! So my question is about ettiquette. Should I go to the closed casket funeral (as our final date)?
Sincerely,
"Bucking In The Bronx"
AskTheDude: Yea. Thats cool, go for it. As a common verity, never throw a date into the Polar Bear pit on the third date. You're supposed to wait until marriage according to all reliable sources.
please stay out of the bttf threads
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