Girl: (on cell) "...and we didn't want to be bothered. No, we were sitting there chatting. He just comes up and starts dancing in front of us, doing that kissy face, head noddy thing. Yeah. So we told him he had two choices: Go away, or get punched in the junk. Yeah, I can't believe we punched him either."
- Red Line
-- Submitted by Carla
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