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.
ME: Good point.