I call bullshit!
There's gotta be a night where you're drinking and you see some hot chick drinking at the bar across from you...you walk over, introduce yourself and you have a few more together...she yawns and suggests she's "tired" you offer to share a cab with her and drop her off at her place first. When the cab arrives at her front door she steps out, grabs your shirt and says "you're coming with me tiger" and you oblige...you wouldn't be so rude as to say "no"... You walk into her house and immediately the clothes start coming off...you head upstairs and ...you know...wake up the next morning and she's wearing no make up...she has "what a wild night" hair and she still smoking hot.
You don't ask her for her name or her number?
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