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I sat next to a **** fox at the bar It was a stumble really--I didn't see her and barely made it onto the stool But she scooted to the left and brushed my right arm I glanced and said, "Hi." She smiled and asked how I was doing. I responded with, "What are you drinking?" She giggled and said she was sipping on a *** and coke I got the bartender's attention and told him, *** and coke" He brought it back and sat it between the two of us--      I threw him six bucks. She drained her drink and reached for the *** and coke. --I slipped in quicker and grabbed the glass; gulped it The fox looked confused I smirked,      stood up,           and walked out.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
Christine, the fox
I sat next to a **** fox at the bar It was a stumble really--I didn't see her and barely made it onto the stool But she scooted to the left and brushed my right arm I glanced and said, "Hi." She smiled and asked how I was doing. I responded with, "What are you drinking?" She giggled and said she was sipping on a *** and coke I got the bartender's attention and told him, *** and coke" He brought it back and sat it between the two of us--      I threw him six bucks. She drained her drink and reached for the *** and coke. --I slipped in quicker and grabbed the glass; gulped it The fox looked confused I smirked,      stood up,           and walked out.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
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