Supposing you met a hot girl....
And she seems normal and she doesn't have hairy arms or anything but then you find out she likes suduko which will be pretty unsettling but before you have time to even process that, she then airly declares "oh and also, I'm junkie when it comes to Haiku"..
.. Obviously when your prearranged Just-In-Case-She-Is-Crazy-Buddy-Call-Me-5 minutes-After-We-Meet-And-Then-I-Can-Bail-Without-Seeming-Rude phone call comes, obviously you are going to get out of there immediately....
... But when a little while later in a coffee house the other side of town, you're still trembling from shock, still trying to process this scary shock, which red flag will have been the biggest, the baddest, the most red?
The Suduko, or The Haiku?
.. Obviously when your prearranged Just-In-Case-She-Is-Crazy-Buddy-Call-Me-5 minutes-After-We-Meet-And-Then-I-Can-Bail-Without-Seeming-Rude phone call comes, obviously you are going to get out of there immediately....
... But when a little while later in a coffee house the other side of town, you're still trembling from shock, still trying to process this scary shock, which red flag will have been the biggest, the baddest, the most red?
The Suduko, or The Haiku?
