I hate losing bets

I currently have a bet at 7/1 as to whether I will hook up with a girl whilst I'm in Toronto. Tuesday was one of the rare occasions when I had two other family members at home so I jumped at the chance to head out and settle the bet. I went to a dance class downtown and ended up having dinner with one of the girls. I was pretty sure the bet would be settled in my favour when the girl said "I've never met a guy like you before" followed up with "Ok I'll go out to dinner with you...but only if you promise to walk me home". All I had to do was not stuff anything up. Sound familiar? :)

Toward the end of dinner she mentioned that she was a diver and showed me her PADI license. For some unfathomable reason I then decided to show her the only non-driving related license that I had in my wallet...which happened to be my firearms license. I could almost hear the alarm bells ringing in her head. Once again I managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.