Sorta Like Larry and Balki

Him: Oh, have you ever dated black men before him?
Me: Sure. I don't do it on purpose or anything, but yeah.
Him: What about Arabs?
Me: No.
Him: Do Arabs pick you up in the street?
Me: Sure.
Him: Would you date an Arab?
Me: I don't exactly date people based on their background. I would date anybody who I found interesting.
Him: Do you live with your boyfriend?
Me: Yes, we have lived together for a couple of years.
Him: Where do you live? I mean, in whose apartment?
Me: It's our apartment.
Him: But whose apartment was it originally?
Me: Oh, mine. But he still has his apartment, his brother lives in it now, and he pays the rent for his brother.
Him: See, now that's just wrong. Let me tell you this. You shouldn't be with a Congolese man. I'm saying this to you as a warning. French people look down on Congolese people a lot. They have a very bad reputation in France. As soon as you tell someone your boyfriend is Congolese, they're going to say, "Ohh..." and think differently of you.
Me: Well, I don't think I would want to be friends with anybody who thinks that way anyway, so I won't worry about it too much.
Him: But it's true. They have a very bad reputation.
Me: I don't care about the group's reputation. I love my boyfriend and think he's a good person, regardless of what we say about people from his country.
Him: Well that's good. But just letting you know how negative people feel about the Congolese in general. Although there is one positive thing: my girlfriend says that Congolese men are really good in bed! (he laughs)
Me: Ha ha ha...

Conversation turns to his dance troupe and their upcoming performance. Then it comes back.

Him: Is it true, though, what my girlfriend says?
Me: About what?
Him: About Congolese men being good in bed?
Me: I don't know, I haven't slept with lots of Congolese men.
Him: Well, she said that they can have sex several times per night. Is that true?
Me: I don't know.
Him: Well, in your case, is it true? I thought she was kidding.
Me: I suppose it's happened...
Him: (he shrieks!) Twice in one night! I could never do that! I need to work on my endurance! (he laughs)
Me: You might want to. (wondering why we're talking about this)
Him: So what, when my girlfriend says 'several times a night' she doesn't meant ten or twelve, does she?
Me: I doubt it.
Him: I bet that bothers the neighbors, though. Twice per night! Three times! Man...
Me: Maybe.
Him: Do you bother the neighbors?
Me: Why are you asking me about this?
Him: (reflectively) I don't know. Yeah, I'll stop.

Later

Him: So you said there's a ten-year age difference between you two?
Me: Yeah.
Him: That's not right.
Me: What do you mean?
Him: That's too much.
Me: Fortunately, I'm the one in the relationship, and I think it's ok.
Him: No, but it's too much.
Me: Really, it's fine.
Him: But it's weird. I can't get my head around it. That's just too much. You shouldn't do that.

The funny thing is that the rest of our convesation was really great. These three parts were just really, really off somehow - especially the sex conversation. The guy is obviously just really outgoing and has no real limits on what is ok to talk about and what isn't. Still, I didn't appreciate being told who I should date by someone I didn't know. Just strange, really...