Started bad: Blind date. No pictures, just a brief description that she might be "a bit chuncky" I prefer curves, so no biggie. Get to the house, open teh gate and walk to the door. Knock, and this large dike-looking woman answers. High/tight, jeans, boots, sleeves rolled up. Well, I'm here, and I'm still hungry so WTF.
Good: that was her sister
I married the other one a few years after.