I don’t know how many guys talk about getting hit on but I get hit on quite a bit. The most interesting one was very direct. It was so direct that I really had no opportunity to say no.

So I’m leaving a nightclub. It was like 5 in the morning and I’m quite drunk hoping to just catch a cab and make it to the house. When these two females stop me.

F1 – Where do you live?
Me – (I pause for a second…but I guess seeing that I was drunk and it was a question with a very clear answer I told them the neighborhood I lived in.)
F2 – We wanna come home with you and hang out.
Me – umm…sure. You gotta pay for the cab though. (Not in the mood to get my wallet stolen or give some scandalous females a free ride home)
F1 – That’s cool. Let’s go.

I guess the direct method gets the job done.

–Mickey Bricks–

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