Everyone remembers their first date.  It's a special experience that you never forget.  Like your first real kiss.  Or your first car.  Or your first computer.

My first date was with Angela Smith.  We were both fifteen and went to different schools.  That's how I got the date, she didn't know I was a nerd.  

We met in MYF (Methodist Youth Fellowship), the youth group at our church.  Her parents had just started attending the church in our neighborhood and to her, I was just another guy.  She didn't know any better.

(NOTE:  Let me break in a second here.  From reading my blog, if you actually do with any regularity, you've no doubt seen nothing remotely religious.  If anything, I've written satirical pieces on organized religion because at some point in my senior year of high school, I quit organized religion forever.  I didn't change as a person, I just no longer allowed hypocrites to dictate to me how they thought I should lead my life.  Before you blast me, not all people who follow organized religion are hypocrites.  Let's get back to the story ...)
 

Yeah, you heard me right: Dre not as good as Cube.  I overheard this the other day out in public.  I don't know about you but I didn't need to hear any more.  What witticism can you follow this up with anyway?

Any actual conversation that follows would be pale in comparison to one you could imagine.  This is as classic as saying Coke not as good as Pepsi.  Or Ford not as good as Chevy.

Dre not as good as Cube.