It’s nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Clark

…I guess I just wasn’t anticipating meeting you, until after our 2nd or 3rd date.

We’d Never Date a Dude Who Still Lives with his Mom

MOVE OUT. I get it. You’re “trying to save money”, which is totally understandable–we are in a recession. If money is the issue, though, how do you have enough money to go out four nights a week, without me? And why is it that when we do go out together, I, the one who does pay rent, gets stuck with the bill constantly because you “only have eight dollars on my card.” UM! Where is all of this money going, and if you only have eight dollars, maybe you shouldn’t have ordered twenty five dollars worth of beer and food. That’s a pretty firm grip on responsibility you have, there.  Also, I get that your mom is “totally cool” with you having girls in your room but it’s still very weird to sneak past her room in the middle of the night, and then politely decline her offer to make me pancakes in the morning. It’s awkward that I’m forced to meet your family the first time I come over. But, it’s even more awkward that no one else in this situation thinks this seriously deviates from normal social standards. It does. At first I thought it was sweet that you still lived at home, until it progressively became clearer and clearer that you had no intent on leaving. Yeah, it is “totally rad” that your family is going down the shore for the week, so you’ll have the house all to yourself. You know, if you didn’t live with them still, you could always have the house to yourself. Oh your mom left you a hundred dollars for pizza? You can’t buy a week’s worth of groceries for yourself? You’re going to eat pizza all week? Yeah, that does sound like a really awesome time, maybe you’ll even be able to find out where they hide the key to the liquor cabinet.

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