Frosted Tips: I’m not going to waste my game. I’m sick of that game. I want to fuck you. You in?
Me: I like games, so I guess the answers no.
Frosted Tips: Well we can play some games, I just ain’t giving you cab fare in the morning.
Me: Well then now I’m really not interested. Sorry.
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