Used to have a largeish Peugeot
and late one night, after dropping someone off at home, I pulled up outside a pub intending to pull a U-turn in the next gap in the traffic.

However, three pissed-up women immediately jumped in and asked me to take them home, thinking they'd hailed a cab.

No point arguing and they were going my way so I dropped them off. I bet they still wonder which of them paid!
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:05, 1 reply)

Reminds
Me of a story my dad told me. He was driving in London and stopped at a pelican crossing to let a pregnant woman cross. Mid way across the road she made a bee line towards the old man's passenger seat and simply got in and demanded he take her 20 mins down the road to a different part of town...no pissed excuses she was a brazen hussy and had probably done it before. I think this works on men right away, simply because what are our options. Wrestling a pregnant woman out of your car isn't a good look :\
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:18, closed)

I would quite happily have told her not to expect me to deal with her life choices and to get out right away.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:23, closed)

I think
he did ask her to leave but when she said no, it was preganant chav wrestling or just giving her a lift, i tend to agree with you though.
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:52, closed)