I was at a bar , dancing with this woman who if I had to take a guess was 40 years old.  So after a few rounds of movin and groovin and impressing her with my dance moves, she says:

“I gotta go….”

I go, “aren’t you gonna invite me you to your place?”

“Oh, I can’t – my 12 year old son is home.”

Score!

–submitted by anonymous–

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