Very awkward
A few years ago I was working a night shift in a call centre in Newcastle. The shift ended at midnight, way after public transport was done and I didn't have a car. Thankfully, a guy who lived near me agreed I could hop in his dad's car, along with another guy we worked with.

In the car we chatted away happily, I brought up a girl we'd sat with, and asked if any one else said she'd been rather flirty with me. One lad agreed she had but the guy who's dad was driving said. "Trust me goose, I've known girls like her all my life, you'l never get anything."
"There's one key difference between me and you Greg." I said with a pause. Greg turned to face me to hear our key difference. "I can get cheap rohypnol."

The silence was deadly, my joke had fallen flat and I'd made my self look like a rapist. I muttered an apology about my twisted sense of humour and waited for conversation to resume.

As it turns out the girl was mental and I'd not have required any drugs to bed her, though I'd certainly need a few afterwards.
(Mong goose, Mon 16 May 2011, 18:16, Reply)