GAAAAA!!!!!!!
I can only imagine what he's drinking from that bowl. Sadly I have been on the receiving end of such a stare on more than one occasion back in my youthful clubbing days, usually it involved a lot of drinking on the other person's part and the house lights coming up much to soon, announcing the end of the evening
Oh, good gosh, yes...when the lights came up it was like roaches scattering. I recall one 'glamor' spot that was quite sassy in the dark...then the lights went up and we were like "w t f?!" Bare barn rafters, filthy floors, you know...the usual stuff that made those clubs so flippn' hot in the dark, I guess...
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