Many years ago, while at a bar with my wife and some friends, I watched in bemusement as an obnoxious sort of guy walked up to a relatively attractive woman, kicked the chair she was in and asked her, “Hey B!itch, wanna dance?” Her reply was, "No, I’m not now, nor will I ever be, that desperate or that drunk. He stomped away muttering about stuck up women.
Many years ago, while at a bar with my wife and some friends, I watched in bemusement as an obnoxious sort of guy walked up to a relatively attractive woman, kicked the chair she was in and asked her, “Hey B!itch, wanna dance?” Her reply was, "No, I’m not now, nor will I ever be, that desperate or that drunk. He stomped away muttering about stuck up women.