Mr. Sorry I can't come pick you up - I'm in Jail

This one should have been recorded and gone down in history a long time ago...  I meet lots of guys at Church - which makes this even more bizarre - but that's where you are supposed to meet all the nice boys, right?

We will call this bachelor "Jail Bird" for obvious reasons later on.  On our first day he took me to a cafe on Earth Day.  The food was amazing, the scenery was incredible, and I was definitely excited to get to know the boy across the table.  Then the dream story came up.  Here goes...

"I want to be completely honest with you so I have to tell you that I had a dream with my future daughter and she looked EXACTLY like you.  So I think we are going to get married."

What do you say to that?

Always willing to give second chances, I accepted another date.  He offered to pick me up from LAX and take me out to dinner.  So I flew in, got my bags, went to curb, and called him up with no response - straight to voicemail.   30 minutes later I decided I should check my voicemail thinking that maybe he had left a message about why he hadn't shown up.  Sure enough, there it was....

"Erin, this is _____.  I am so sorry I can't pick you up from the airport, I am in jail and this is my only phone call."

Practical joke?  I found out later at least he was honest.  In jail for awhile and no dinner date.  That one goes down for the books....