You look oddly familiar.
He didn't have beady eyes, did he?
Where do you live?
What's your adress?
Where do you sleep at night?
I was in that bar.
I was that bar.
So, this Creepy Dude and this ( ˃ ˂) walk into a bar...
"Hey, sweetheart! Wanna have a good time?"
...and the barkeep says:
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And the customer says "Fuck." and walks out, slightly disappointed that he didn't get his good time, but also that he left his
cutest Rei clone behind the counter. Meanwhile, in THE FUTURE...
The car was waiting outside and the Creepy Dude (whose name was actually Michael) pressed the unlock button on the key fob. The car started up and
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That really hurt me, man. I was just a little down and wanted a chat to brighten my spirits some. Being from DQN, and thus very socially inept, inquiring about whether we may have met or crossed paths before was the only line of conversation I could carry. It's all that anime, I tell you. Whenever two strangers meet they seem to recognize each other from somewhere. They get to talking, drinking, and soon enough, adventuring.
Why couldn't we go on an adventure, >>1?
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Don't try that on me man. You had date rape pills on your pocket. I know it.