Disclaimer: while I had two drinks about two or more hours ago, this is not a drunk post, unfortunately. The adrenaline has burned it all out of my system.
I went out to a pub tonight with some girl friends. While there, I politely declined a drink from an attractive, mid-20's guy. A while later I went out to the car to grab something, and this dude comes up behind me and sticks his hand up my skirt!!! Not only did he get his hand up my skirt, but he managed to get passed my underwear and put his slimy fingers on the Real Me. I saw red, and, well... I immediately plowed my fist into his face.
Now I can think back on it (all of two hours ago or whatever it was) and remember how satisfying the sound and feel of his nose crunching under my fist was, and the sight of his bloody face as he scrambled to his car, cursing me out the entire way. I called 911 and reported him as a suspected drunk driver and gave his license plate number, since the area is almost always crawling with cops. I'm having gleeful fantasies about him getting pulled over and having to explain his bloody, broken nose.
Right. So I'm just gonna go take about 10 scalding hot showers and contemplate sticking my finger down my throat.
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