Julie was my dream date; pretty, successful, and into me. We went to dinner and I was having a great time when some guys dressed in suits came over to our table. They identified themselves as detectives and asked us to step outside, where they promptly arrested both of us. Turns out my dream date Julie was also selling cocaine and the whole "executive of a large corporation" line she had fed me was as far from the truth as you can get. Eventually, I had the charges dropped against me, but it remains the only date I ever got arrested on!
— Marco, 37