My buddy was telling me about how he was out a couple weekends ago, and he and our other friend left the bar at the end of the night, and met a couple of also-drunk girls on the street, who proceeded to get in a cab with them to go to an undisclosed location of my friends' choosing. We were marveling at how trusting girls can be in those situations (as I've often wondered before:
http://iamthecurmudgeon.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-like-challenge.html). My retard friends happen to be pretty good guys; these inebriated ladies were doomed to nothing worse than a morning of minor self-loathing and shame. But how do you get in a cab with a couple of guys you met on the street just
seconds earlier?!
Anyway, the rest of the conversation went like this:
ME: Can you imagine if the people we were sexually interested in were physically stronger than us?! I'd never trust anyone; I'd be scared all the time!
FRIEND: I wouldn't. Because I'd
want them to rape me.
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