The Killer Doosh

So, my friend M went on a date recently that was one of the best (as in worst) ones I've heard in a while. If I was a paleontologist this was my T-Rex. M was set up with a rare species of Doosh; one that I cannot label using existing nomenclature. Hummmm? This brilliant discovery is worthy of a new name...introducing...The Killer Doosh.

Killer Doosh [kil-er doooooooooooo-sh]

-noun

1. A person who goes in for the kill at the end of the night who manages to kill everything else up until that point.

The definition pretty much sums it up, but from M's perspective, this guy was quite the opposite of the chivalrous Italian man that makes women swoon. He shows up late, talks too much about himself, stares at the check for 10 minutes, asks my friend if she can pitch-in, amongst a mountain of other atrocities. And, after all of that, he goes in for "the kill" two times, propositions sex (which M decidedly declines) and leaves her on the street corner in the middle of the night. We've all said it. All together now...WHAT A DOOSH!