^^^ show them you care, get out of control drunk, and let them find you passed out in a mound of empty beer cans and fast food wrappers.
Anyways, as I just spammed the shoutbox, today a stripper asked:
-for my digits
-when I could go out for drinks
...and, when I was being noncommittal, she said she'd buy, so as to make me easy,
This occurred at the library (of all ****ing places), which isn't as cool as it occurring at a tittybar, but, still, I am now the proud owner a one way ticket to STD town.