"When he sat down next to me,
it was so clear
We weren't each other's style
that it wasn't even weird.
And since there was no vibe,
We just started talking
without thinking anything,
and then I don't know
what happened.
It's a bad idea
with this girl.
What am I saying?
She's not a girl.
I have no idea
how old she is,
but she's not a fucking girl.
Why am I walking
30 blocks to this bar?
I'm not in a good space
for this.
Yeah, she was beautiful.
Yes, she had a great body,
and she's smart.
Was she even drunk?
I don't even know.
I don't even know what she was.
Does it really matter?
Ow. Am I imagining things,
or is my dick itching?
No, no, no.
It's just these pants.
They always rub me
the wrong way.
God, that was sexy.
It was beyond sexy.
I felt like I was in
a damn Bertolucci movie.
What is wrong with me?
Why am I so fucking nervous?
This is ridiculous.
Let's just get in."
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