Quick field report. Knight and I went out to an awesome bar in Mississauga. Not much traditional pick-up, but we met a few different groups of girls and pulled them into a big party on the dance floor. Number closed two girls. One was very intelligent and classy. I think I'm leaving my trash phase, something I'm not very happy about.
One of the girls bought me a drink then threw her drink on some guy. He freaked out so I needed to calm him down and send him packing. Then she spent the rest of the night running around telling everyone about what happened. Total drama queen. She spent a good portion of the night repeating the story to some guy who, while well-dressed and good-looking, was very eager to get into her pants and had no idea he had simply become the guy who'll eagerly listen to any stupid shit she says.
HBTogether told me the story of a guy she knows who is so lame that he'll take any kind of shit from women, even if they physically abuse him. His last girlfriend was so disgusted with him that she beat his dog to see if he'd grow a backbone. Take from this story what you will. I found it hilarious and horrible all at the same time.
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