When you meet a girl at a bar and you drink all day and she's all over you and it is very clear that she's down to bang. I mean, you've been fingering her in public for the past 2 hours. Then, when the bar closes and its time to go home, she pulls out on the deal.
The only thing worse than an LMNG is nuclear holocaust. Maybe.
My balls have never been bluer thanks to last nights LMNG.