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| Oh god, it was terrible. He insisted on plying me with drinks all night, and then he tried to stick his hand down my top in the taxi home. | |
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| Yeah, and then I caught him trying to slip roofies into my drink while he thought I wasn't looking. And he tried to steal my trousers. | |
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| Sounds like a pretty shitty night out. | |
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| Yeah. I was like "Dad, you're not supposed to act like this at PTA meetings", but he wouldn't listen. | |
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