The One With The Bullseye
I was set up with Dan by one of my good guy friends and quickly realized that my pal had filled him in on my favorite food (Thai) and my passion for bar games -- specifically beating unsuspecting patrons at Ping-Pong. So when he suggested getting a post-Pad Thai drink at a Brooklyn bar that had all the fixings (as opposed to, let’s say, one of those fancy mixology places), my adrenaline was already pumping. We started with Ping-Pong (I won, obviously), then pool (he won, unfortunately), so when he insisted on a tiebreak, we chose darts. I had only played a handful of times before, and with minimal success, but the competition must’ve gotten to his head because I ended up winning that one, too. And nothing makes me hornier than winning. We promptly hailed a cab and went back to his place for some super-charged sex, and we’ve been together ever since. So in retrospect, I guess we both won that night.