Ever been in a Coyote Ugly moment? I want honesty here. You know, you're at the bar, you've been drinking, having a good time and this good looking guy asks you to go home with him. You think you've struck pay dirt. You leave the bar at 2 with a 10. Next morning, you come to at 10 with a 2, oh so scary. Could be that a few guys thought that about me and that explains all the severed limbs, in my bed. I'm not a homicidal maniac after all.
This might remind you