So, yesterday I asked my good friend (let's call her "ShMel") if she would like to be my date to my brothers wedding on June 5th. She accepted. It's cool, too, cause my departure date is June 8th, and I'll get to party with my friends before I go!
Anyway, hours after ShMel agreed to accompany, she IMed me and told me that she had possibly broken her ankle. She was going to pick up our friend ShBrian from a party when she slipped on some ice and heard a crack. I told her it was probably the ice that made the crack, but she didn't believe me. This is especially bad news for her, because she's a dancer.
So, the moral of the story is...if you're a friend of mine, and I ask you to be my date, say no. It's healthier for you.