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Feb 27
is very nice except the waitress tried to **** me a couple times. I was just sitting there when she rushed into the rest room with a big tray of cabbage, yelling: "Who wants cabbage?!" I reached for the toilet paper which had run out, so I said: "I'll take some!" Later, in the parking lot, she pulled a knife to "butter" my **** with deep stab wounds. I was very scared and alone, except for the people who stood there watching.
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