but I don't understand how some men think that, just because we women are occupying the same dance floor, it's perfectly acceptable behavior to come up from behind, grab our hips, press themselves against us, and consider that a appropriate greeting. Please, someone explain it to me.
Never fear, friends, that fate did not befall me. While standing among my happily gyrating mates, I purposely (and I suppose purposefully as well), emit very strong "why am I here?" vibes, complete with frequently crossed arms and the look of bewilderment that naturally appears on my face. It's never failed me, and I'd be happy to demonstrate for anyone who wants to avoid that particular brand of attention.
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