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@ Ajunta Pall, I was actually listening to this song about an hour ago: SUBLIME - Date Rape ... One night in jail it was getting late. He was butt-raped by a large inmate, and he screamed. But the guards paid no attention to his cries. That's when things got out of control. The moral of the date rape story, it does not pay to be drunk and horny. But that's the way it had to be. They locked him up and threw away the key. Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind, even though he now takes it in the behind. But that's the way it had to be. They locked him up and threw away the key. Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind, even though he now takes it in the behind. DATE RAPE! She didn't want to [x4] TAKE IT!
Related: I was at a club a month ago, because I love to dance my ass off. Anyway, the whole night I was dancing with a group of girls and one of them clearly had too much towards the end, so I just started putting water in her hand and kept refilling it for her each time. I got her about 4-5 cups full of water and on the 3rd or 4th one, one of her friends asked me, "That isn't drugged, is it?" I was like, "Hell no! I'm helping her out, she's definitely had a tad too much." I love doing that for people and if I ever witnessed someone drugging a drink, I'd punch them straight in their temple. TLDR; I'm like Good Guy Greg irl.