Okay Guys, I have an experience I want to share and was wondering if anyone has had any real bad experiences of their own with psychotic unstable women. First of all I should warn you guys and admit that a lot of the shit that happened to me is my fault, I was completely, stupid, foolish, and irrational, all the while acting like a major beta. Shit, Roosh may even want to ban me from these forums, it's sooo bad, anyways now you have been forewarned if you wish to continue to read, and this will be a long post.
To start off with a little background I started dating this chick at the end of August and had already bought tickets and planned a trip to S.E. Asia for 3 months at the beginning of Dec. 2010. Right off the bat this chick seemed a little crazy, as she was extremely clingy, obsessive, and unstable. The warning signs were all there, she claimed to have been a major coke head in the past, dated some shady coke dealer, she seemed very shallow and materialistic, stuck up, etc. As I continued to date her her imbalance became more acute and I started questioning if she was bi-polar, with her extreme mood swings, going from cheerful and in a good mood, to crying, sobbing, screaming for no good reason, like a crazy woman.
While, I thought she seemed crazy and wack at times, this girl was the hottest girl (aside from a SNL in Brazil with a fine Brazilian chick) that I had ever been with (probably an 8.5 on my scale). I went from a major awkard, weirdo, unconfident loser with the women who never got laid, to a guy with a hot girl in a town with a serious shortage of hot women. I swear she's not even that hot, but for this town she might as well be a 10, but anyways, everyone was hella impressed and all my boys that used to dog me for not getting any were all really jealous. On top of that she was a major freak (DTF all the time, amazing oral skills, does kinky shit the avg. chick never does). So I guess I just was riding high off having a hot girl everyone sweats, and getting my dick sucked and fucked by a chick anytime I wants who fucks like a pornstar.
I got caught up and bogged down by those two factors and ended up getting into a relationship with this chick, who later turned out to be a major psycho. Where the most epic fail comes into play though is my original plan when I left to Bangkok was to break up with this chick and try to rack up as many notches and flags as I could. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN THE SMART AND LOGICAL CHOICE. However, that is not what I did, unfortunately. About a week into the trip, I was missing my girl, we were emailing each other every day, and I hadn't had any interest with any girls I was meeting (although I wasn't making much effort.) My girl basically, gave me an ultimatum, either she comes out and visits me over her college winter break, or we break up. Like a totally lame, love-sick beta chode, I decide to tell her to buy a ticket to come out and visit me, (which she had been pushing for the entire time we were dating prior).
To make a long story short, she ended up being a totally ungrateful, wack, psycho bitch on the trip, while I had gone to such great lengths to plan everything perfectly, take her out to the nicest and most $$ restaurants on Koh Samui, and paying for us to stay in expensive hotels. I wrote a long post about it while on the trip, here: http://www.rooshvforum.network/thread-3361.html ...
My original intention was to break up with this chick on the trip and I tried to, but she cried for hours, begged and pleaded with me, telling me she loved me, blah, blah, and I basically rolled over and forgave her. On the last week of the trip, things got better, we had some good times, she was acting cooler, and was able to convince me that we would work out, she loved me more than any other girl ever had, and that we were right for each other. I decided to stay with her, but was skeptical things would work.
After she left I returned back to my beta ways of calling her on skype or emailing just about every day. I was traveling alone, hadn't met too many people, and never stayed in hostels full of young people or cute girls, so I wasn't surrounded by as many opportunties to get with other girls. Not to make excuses for myself, but I really wasn't making much effort to do any approaches/macking, and the girls that did present themselves as easy hook-ups were not really hot (nothing better than a 6.5)... So basically, I decided that I wasn't going to really do any work and if no girl at least as hot as my girl was DTF, than I wouldn't "cheat" on her.
All the while, we talk every day and she's telling me that she's being good, doesn't flirt with guys, hasn't given her number out, and hooked up with anyone, and I believe it. Well with about a week and half before I come home, she starts seeming to get all distant and weird, and starts to say shit, like "if you get home and your friend Stacy says wack shit about me, it's all a bunch of lies." When I hear stuff like this I'm like WTF? and start questioning her. Eventually a few days later she admits to me that "she has a cruch on this Guy X and this and that, but nothing has happened, etc. This is like a week before I get home, and I am just flipping out, because I know in my mind that she's probably lying to me and fucked that dude... But, I felt like I invested to much into this chick and I didn't know "for sure" that she cheated on me, so once again like a beta I decided to believe her story and stay with her.
It was my last weekend in Bangkok and like 5 days before I'm supposed to go home, and I go out with English bro from my hostel drinking. He thinks he's a PUA and trying to show off game, but is getting no where. He peaks my interest to try my shit out and I am getting some bites, but hooking nothing. There's this big group of hot chicks at this bar "Cheap Charlies" and I hear their accent and determine them to either be American on Canadian. I open the set, and hook immediately, they are loving me and eating up my game. The hottest girl of the group is feeling me hardcore and invites me and English bro to jump with her crew over to Khao San Rd. So thinking, that this girl is fine, is feeling me for sure, and feeling utterly dissed and betrayed by my girl back home (bc/ I really felt she lied to me out not doing anything with dude), I decided to make move on cute shorty American chick who was there teaching English in Bangkok.
I bounce her back to this dorm room type set up that she got at the school she was at, and end up banging her raw dog, because I didn't bring any rubbers (like an idiot) and was drunk as fuck. Unfortunately, even though she was hot, she ended up being a dead fish and worst lay of my life. Any how, at this point, I have like 4 days left till I fly home and am still talking to my girl at home and planning on "making things work" with her. She comes down and meets me at SFO and we have a weekend in the city, basically just fucking almost all day and all night. At some point in all that sex, her tooth kind of nicks my dick and it develops a small cut. After so much crazy sex over the next several days the cut gets bad and starts to seem infected. Right next to the cut, I developed a couple small bumps, which I began to get concerned might be herpes. I went to the clinic the next day, and they take a sample, do a test, and it comes back a few days later that I have genital herpes.
Now this is about a week after I've been home, and I just assumed that I got herpes from the American girl that I raw dogged in Bangkok, almost a week prior to that. FUCK! Now I have herpes and have to tell the girl I'm dating. Well, that was so fucking hard to do, and she flipped the fuck out, but in the process told me that she did actually fuck that guy X, that she claimed "only to have a crush on"... This pissed me off so much, because I had been faithful to her the whole trip like an idiot, and it was only a week before I got back. Not to mention I kind of blamed her for my hooking up with the girl in Bangkok, because I truthfully probably never would have made a move on her, had I not thought that my girl at home may have cheated on me.
I probably should have broken up with her after that, but having herpes, I felt changed the whole game for me. And now my chick had cooled off and accepted that I had herpes and was still willing to stay with me and let me hit raw, whereas I feared breaking up with her and having to go out on the dating scene in a small town as I guys with herpes and the social stigma attached to that.
Now let's flash forward a few weeks, after I told her I had herpes, we're still fighting a lot, she's still super crazy, emotional, bi-polar, etc., but we're together and trying to work through it. At the end of March we went to a hip hop show, and I had asked her to pay me back for the ticket, which she had agreed upon. I took her to an expensive dinner, and paid for almost all her drinks, but at the end of the night she was so wasted I told her I wasn't going to buy her more drinks and she should drink any more. Well she still wanted to drink and bought herself two more tequila mixed drinks and was completely wasted. So wasted in fact that the first thing she does when we get to her Apt. is puke all over the bathroom floor.
After the bars close down we got to her house and when we're in bed, she starts acting like a major cunt, trying to cut me down and talk shit because I wanted her to pay for her own ticket and wouldn't buy her last couple drinks. She's like "your such a cheap bastard, I don't know why I'm dating you, you don't appreciate me, and none of my other boyfriends would make me pay for that stuff."
Well after our history of me being such a nice generous guy, and her being an ungrateful bitch, I lost it and started yelling at her, going off on her, I was more angry then I had ever been with her before. While I swear on my mother's life I didn't punch, slap, slam, or harm her physically in any way, I did punch the mattress she was on, grab her by the collar of her rob while I was yelling, and hit her with a pillow a few times. And what does she do...?
She get's up runs out of the bedroom grabs the phone and calls 911 and is such a crazy bitch that she even threatened to hit her head against the wall to make it look like I attacked her. At that point, I wasn't sure if she actually did it or not, and I should have just got the fuck out of there and not taken any chances. But being the bi-polar bitch she is, she tells me to stay and that everything will be fine. Well, about 5 mins. later there is this crazy slamming at the door, like whoever is slamming on it is going to kick it in. We both freeze up and she doesn't react, so I get up and open the door.
There were like 3 cops who immediately seperate us and start questioning us. I should have not cooperated with the cops, and told them that I won't say anything till I see a lawyer. But, I'd never been in this situation before, never been arrested, and have always been able to talk my way out of situations with police. I felt I was right and that if I told them what happened, they would see that I wan't drunk, was rational, honest, and that she was being a crazy bitch and that she was okay and not harmed, and that they would let me go with just a warning.
As maybe you could have guessed, that's not how it worked out, and I got arrested for assault and taken down to the police station. Fortunately I had a buddy who answered his phone at 4 am and had $2500 to come bail me out a few hours later. Needless, to say I was in shock and completely, upset and angry. My GF who got me arrested apologized, but was being a bitch about the whole situation. Trying to blame me saying I got arrested because I was dumb, for answering the door and talking to police. While, I will admit that I shot myself in the foot and did just about the stupidest thing for talking to the police, I couldn't believe how much of a bitch this girl was for trying to blame me, when she was the one who falsely called 911 and got me arrested for no reason, other than her being a crazy, drunken, vindictive bitch.
She came through though and paid me back the $2500 towards bail and I was feeling better about the situation, she apologized and seemed genuine, but I told her that we were done, but could still be friends... I didn't want to keep dating her, but thought it would be best if we kept relations positive. One night she lured me back into her web, she called me up at 1 am, I answered like an idiot, she was all crying and seemed genuinely in need of help, claiming that she'd been incredibly sick and might need someone to take her to the hospital. I was skeptical and should have known better, but I felt bad and agreed to stop by her place to check on her. When I got there she asked me to lay down next to her on the bed and console her for a second, which led to her kissing me, then grabbing my cock, going down on me, and us fucking. So basically it was all a ploy to get me over there and seduce me. After I had sex with her again, I felt obligated to keep seeing her, also out of fear over her mental and emotional instability.
A few weeks passed and it was like we were a couple again, although I was still really bitter, upset, and resentful over her getting me arrested. When I had to hire a lawyer and drop $2000, it brought up a lot of emotions for me and got me really pissed off. She gave me $500 towards the lawyer, promising more, and said she would do whatever to help my case. It came to it, that she said that she would go see my lawyer and craft a statement to show the prosecuter, basically saying that she made a mistake and shouldn't have called 911, she was not harmed, and very intoxicated, etc.
She had been promising for weeks that she would do this and it would drastically increase my chance of having the charges reduced down as much as possible. I was feeling good and optomistic about the situation, she was going to sign this statement, pay me back for the lawyer, etc. But, when it came down to it, she went saw my lawyer and apparently got all "weird" on him, tried to make herself out to be the victim, and once they had crafted a statement that would have helped me, she refused to sign it, saying that she had to consult with a lawyer first. When I saw her later in the day and was like WTF, I thought you were going to sign the statement, what happened? She got all crazy and emotional and was trying to claim that she could get arrested or "sued for millions of dollars" for falsely calling 911, which is absolutely fucking ridiculous. Then she tried to flip the script on my and play the victim roll, crying saying I don't care about her and if SHE get's in trouble. I'm like are you fucking serious, I'm the one who was falsely arrested, charged with assault, and it's all your fault, now you want to cry and accuse me of being a bad guy and not caring about you.
That was finally the last straw. And finally, I am done with this chick once and for all, end of story. Sorry about the length of this post, I know it is absolutely pathetic how I behaved, and in a lot of cases it's my fault for not breaking up with her a long, long time ago. I just hope my story may help others, to not make the same mistake that I did.
No matter how hot a girl is, how good a fuck she is, how long it's been since you got laid, even if you're a 5 and she's a 10, it's not worth getting involved with a chick if she's a psycho and just an all around bad person. Also, if you ever get in a situation like I did with the police, don't say anything until you get a lawyer, the cops will only use your words against you.
Now I am just fucking pissed, because I feel like this chick ruined my fucking life. She's going on with her life like nothing ever happend, and is probably already fucking a new guy. There is no hope that she'll do anything to help out my cause, and I will probably end up getting 3 years probabtion, fines, community service, and 52 weeks of anger management and domestic violence classes. I neither have an anger problem nor am I a violent person. UGGHH... and to make matters worse, this girl is a wild party chick who is all over the nightlife scene and at the bars like 4 nights a week, and in a small town like this, there is no way I'm going to be able to avoid her.
To start off with a little background I started dating this chick at the end of August and had already bought tickets and planned a trip to S.E. Asia for 3 months at the beginning of Dec. 2010. Right off the bat this chick seemed a little crazy, as she was extremely clingy, obsessive, and unstable. The warning signs were all there, she claimed to have been a major coke head in the past, dated some shady coke dealer, she seemed very shallow and materialistic, stuck up, etc. As I continued to date her her imbalance became more acute and I started questioning if she was bi-polar, with her extreme mood swings, going from cheerful and in a good mood, to crying, sobbing, screaming for no good reason, like a crazy woman.
While, I thought she seemed crazy and wack at times, this girl was the hottest girl (aside from a SNL in Brazil with a fine Brazilian chick) that I had ever been with (probably an 8.5 on my scale). I went from a major awkard, weirdo, unconfident loser with the women who never got laid, to a guy with a hot girl in a town with a serious shortage of hot women. I swear she's not even that hot, but for this town she might as well be a 10, but anyways, everyone was hella impressed and all my boys that used to dog me for not getting any were all really jealous. On top of that she was a major freak (DTF all the time, amazing oral skills, does kinky shit the avg. chick never does). So I guess I just was riding high off having a hot girl everyone sweats, and getting my dick sucked and fucked by a chick anytime I wants who fucks like a pornstar.
I got caught up and bogged down by those two factors and ended up getting into a relationship with this chick, who later turned out to be a major psycho. Where the most epic fail comes into play though is my original plan when I left to Bangkok was to break up with this chick and try to rack up as many notches and flags as I could. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN THE SMART AND LOGICAL CHOICE. However, that is not what I did, unfortunately. About a week into the trip, I was missing my girl, we were emailing each other every day, and I hadn't had any interest with any girls I was meeting (although I wasn't making much effort.) My girl basically, gave me an ultimatum, either she comes out and visits me over her college winter break, or we break up. Like a totally lame, love-sick beta chode, I decide to tell her to buy a ticket to come out and visit me, (which she had been pushing for the entire time we were dating prior).
To make a long story short, she ended up being a totally ungrateful, wack, psycho bitch on the trip, while I had gone to such great lengths to plan everything perfectly, take her out to the nicest and most $$ restaurants on Koh Samui, and paying for us to stay in expensive hotels. I wrote a long post about it while on the trip, here: http://www.rooshvforum.network/thread-3361.html ...
My original intention was to break up with this chick on the trip and I tried to, but she cried for hours, begged and pleaded with me, telling me she loved me, blah, blah, and I basically rolled over and forgave her. On the last week of the trip, things got better, we had some good times, she was acting cooler, and was able to convince me that we would work out, she loved me more than any other girl ever had, and that we were right for each other. I decided to stay with her, but was skeptical things would work.
After she left I returned back to my beta ways of calling her on skype or emailing just about every day. I was traveling alone, hadn't met too many people, and never stayed in hostels full of young people or cute girls, so I wasn't surrounded by as many opportunties to get with other girls. Not to make excuses for myself, but I really wasn't making much effort to do any approaches/macking, and the girls that did present themselves as easy hook-ups were not really hot (nothing better than a 6.5)... So basically, I decided that I wasn't going to really do any work and if no girl at least as hot as my girl was DTF, than I wouldn't "cheat" on her.
All the while, we talk every day and she's telling me that she's being good, doesn't flirt with guys, hasn't given her number out, and hooked up with anyone, and I believe it. Well with about a week and half before I come home, she starts seeming to get all distant and weird, and starts to say shit, like "if you get home and your friend Stacy says wack shit about me, it's all a bunch of lies." When I hear stuff like this I'm like WTF? and start questioning her. Eventually a few days later she admits to me that "she has a cruch on this Guy X and this and that, but nothing has happened, etc. This is like a week before I get home, and I am just flipping out, because I know in my mind that she's probably lying to me and fucked that dude... But, I felt like I invested to much into this chick and I didn't know "for sure" that she cheated on me, so once again like a beta I decided to believe her story and stay with her.
It was my last weekend in Bangkok and like 5 days before I'm supposed to go home, and I go out with English bro from my hostel drinking. He thinks he's a PUA and trying to show off game, but is getting no where. He peaks my interest to try my shit out and I am getting some bites, but hooking nothing. There's this big group of hot chicks at this bar "Cheap Charlies" and I hear their accent and determine them to either be American on Canadian. I open the set, and hook immediately, they are loving me and eating up my game. The hottest girl of the group is feeling me hardcore and invites me and English bro to jump with her crew over to Khao San Rd. So thinking, that this girl is fine, is feeling me for sure, and feeling utterly dissed and betrayed by my girl back home (bc/ I really felt she lied to me out not doing anything with dude), I decided to make move on cute shorty American chick who was there teaching English in Bangkok.
I bounce her back to this dorm room type set up that she got at the school she was at, and end up banging her raw dog, because I didn't bring any rubbers (like an idiot) and was drunk as fuck. Unfortunately, even though she was hot, she ended up being a dead fish and worst lay of my life. Any how, at this point, I have like 4 days left till I fly home and am still talking to my girl at home and planning on "making things work" with her. She comes down and meets me at SFO and we have a weekend in the city, basically just fucking almost all day and all night. At some point in all that sex, her tooth kind of nicks my dick and it develops a small cut. After so much crazy sex over the next several days the cut gets bad and starts to seem infected. Right next to the cut, I developed a couple small bumps, which I began to get concerned might be herpes. I went to the clinic the next day, and they take a sample, do a test, and it comes back a few days later that I have genital herpes.
Now this is about a week after I've been home, and I just assumed that I got herpes from the American girl that I raw dogged in Bangkok, almost a week prior to that. FUCK! Now I have herpes and have to tell the girl I'm dating. Well, that was so fucking hard to do, and she flipped the fuck out, but in the process told me that she did actually fuck that guy X, that she claimed "only to have a crush on"... This pissed me off so much, because I had been faithful to her the whole trip like an idiot, and it was only a week before I got back. Not to mention I kind of blamed her for my hooking up with the girl in Bangkok, because I truthfully probably never would have made a move on her, had I not thought that my girl at home may have cheated on me.
I probably should have broken up with her after that, but having herpes, I felt changed the whole game for me. And now my chick had cooled off and accepted that I had herpes and was still willing to stay with me and let me hit raw, whereas I feared breaking up with her and having to go out on the dating scene in a small town as I guys with herpes and the social stigma attached to that.
Now let's flash forward a few weeks, after I told her I had herpes, we're still fighting a lot, she's still super crazy, emotional, bi-polar, etc., but we're together and trying to work through it. At the end of March we went to a hip hop show, and I had asked her to pay me back for the ticket, which she had agreed upon. I took her to an expensive dinner, and paid for almost all her drinks, but at the end of the night she was so wasted I told her I wasn't going to buy her more drinks and she should drink any more. Well she still wanted to drink and bought herself two more tequila mixed drinks and was completely wasted. So wasted in fact that the first thing she does when we get to her Apt. is puke all over the bathroom floor.
After the bars close down we got to her house and when we're in bed, she starts acting like a major cunt, trying to cut me down and talk shit because I wanted her to pay for her own ticket and wouldn't buy her last couple drinks. She's like "your such a cheap bastard, I don't know why I'm dating you, you don't appreciate me, and none of my other boyfriends would make me pay for that stuff."
Well after our history of me being such a nice generous guy, and her being an ungrateful bitch, I lost it and started yelling at her, going off on her, I was more angry then I had ever been with her before. While I swear on my mother's life I didn't punch, slap, slam, or harm her physically in any way, I did punch the mattress she was on, grab her by the collar of her rob while I was yelling, and hit her with a pillow a few times. And what does she do...?
She get's up runs out of the bedroom grabs the phone and calls 911 and is such a crazy bitch that she even threatened to hit her head against the wall to make it look like I attacked her. At that point, I wasn't sure if she actually did it or not, and I should have just got the fuck out of there and not taken any chances. But being the bi-polar bitch she is, she tells me to stay and that everything will be fine. Well, about 5 mins. later there is this crazy slamming at the door, like whoever is slamming on it is going to kick it in. We both freeze up and she doesn't react, so I get up and open the door.
There were like 3 cops who immediately seperate us and start questioning us. I should have not cooperated with the cops, and told them that I won't say anything till I see a lawyer. But, I'd never been in this situation before, never been arrested, and have always been able to talk my way out of situations with police. I felt I was right and that if I told them what happened, they would see that I wan't drunk, was rational, honest, and that she was being a crazy bitch and that she was okay and not harmed, and that they would let me go with just a warning.
As maybe you could have guessed, that's not how it worked out, and I got arrested for assault and taken down to the police station. Fortunately I had a buddy who answered his phone at 4 am and had $2500 to come bail me out a few hours later. Needless, to say I was in shock and completely, upset and angry. My GF who got me arrested apologized, but was being a bitch about the whole situation. Trying to blame me saying I got arrested because I was dumb, for answering the door and talking to police. While, I will admit that I shot myself in the foot and did just about the stupidest thing for talking to the police, I couldn't believe how much of a bitch this girl was for trying to blame me, when she was the one who falsely called 911 and got me arrested for no reason, other than her being a crazy, drunken, vindictive bitch.
She came through though and paid me back the $2500 towards bail and I was feeling better about the situation, she apologized and seemed genuine, but I told her that we were done, but could still be friends... I didn't want to keep dating her, but thought it would be best if we kept relations positive. One night she lured me back into her web, she called me up at 1 am, I answered like an idiot, she was all crying and seemed genuinely in need of help, claiming that she'd been incredibly sick and might need someone to take her to the hospital. I was skeptical and should have known better, but I felt bad and agreed to stop by her place to check on her. When I got there she asked me to lay down next to her on the bed and console her for a second, which led to her kissing me, then grabbing my cock, going down on me, and us fucking. So basically it was all a ploy to get me over there and seduce me. After I had sex with her again, I felt obligated to keep seeing her, also out of fear over her mental and emotional instability.
A few weeks passed and it was like we were a couple again, although I was still really bitter, upset, and resentful over her getting me arrested. When I had to hire a lawyer and drop $2000, it brought up a lot of emotions for me and got me really pissed off. She gave me $500 towards the lawyer, promising more, and said she would do whatever to help my case. It came to it, that she said that she would go see my lawyer and craft a statement to show the prosecuter, basically saying that she made a mistake and shouldn't have called 911, she was not harmed, and very intoxicated, etc.
She had been promising for weeks that she would do this and it would drastically increase my chance of having the charges reduced down as much as possible. I was feeling good and optomistic about the situation, she was going to sign this statement, pay me back for the lawyer, etc. But, when it came down to it, she went saw my lawyer and apparently got all "weird" on him, tried to make herself out to be the victim, and once they had crafted a statement that would have helped me, she refused to sign it, saying that she had to consult with a lawyer first. When I saw her later in the day and was like WTF, I thought you were going to sign the statement, what happened? She got all crazy and emotional and was trying to claim that she could get arrested or "sued for millions of dollars" for falsely calling 911, which is absolutely fucking ridiculous. Then she tried to flip the script on my and play the victim roll, crying saying I don't care about her and if SHE get's in trouble. I'm like are you fucking serious, I'm the one who was falsely arrested, charged with assault, and it's all your fault, now you want to cry and accuse me of being a bad guy and not caring about you.
That was finally the last straw. And finally, I am done with this chick once and for all, end of story. Sorry about the length of this post, I know it is absolutely pathetic how I behaved, and in a lot of cases it's my fault for not breaking up with her a long, long time ago. I just hope my story may help others, to not make the same mistake that I did.
No matter how hot a girl is, how good a fuck she is, how long it's been since you got laid, even if you're a 5 and she's a 10, it's not worth getting involved with a chick if she's a psycho and just an all around bad person. Also, if you ever get in a situation like I did with the police, don't say anything until you get a lawyer, the cops will only use your words against you.
Now I am just fucking pissed, because I feel like this chick ruined my fucking life. She's going on with her life like nothing ever happend, and is probably already fucking a new guy. There is no hope that she'll do anything to help out my cause, and I will probably end up getting 3 years probabtion, fines, community service, and 52 weeks of anger management and domestic violence classes. I neither have an anger problem nor am I a violent person. UGGHH... and to make matters worse, this girl is a wild party chick who is all over the nightlife scene and at the bars like 4 nights a week, and in a small town like this, there is no way I'm going to be able to avoid her.
