arising at club or similar scene
situation where kreepy perverted
guy harasses u & yor ENTIRE group of
girls all night long in a desperate attempt to get laid
He offers u drinks which are more than likely spiked with rohypnol, flunitrazepam, ghb or some other date rape drug
when u refuse his "offer" he proceeds directly to the next girl in your group to pathetically hit on her
this species easily recognizable by distinct plumage purchased sometime in the 70'
s or 80's & which he thinks is still, "bitchin" or "fuckin sweet!"
More than likely it is a brightly colored leisure suit with the shirt unbuttoned to the navel & a gold chain caught in his graying chest
hairthis species has also been spotted in a gray or cream suit resembling the type worn by ANY character from Miami Vice & with enough shoulder padding to make a linebacker jealous
invariably this specimen is completely
ignorant that he is obsolete,
annoying & impotent. any attempts to apprise him of this fact are rendered
useless as he typically has an
IQ which makes George W. Bush look like a Mensa candidate
the only way to evade this situation is to pretend you do not speak the same language & promptly have a wing(wo)man swoop in & rescue u
feigning lesbianism will not work as he will simply ask to join in or videotape
run away at the first opportunity due to the to the RAGING
CASE OF
HERPES he contracted in the early 90's
him:
hi, my name is liney. would you like a drink?
you: no hablar Inglis.
girlfriend: (swooping in) hey girl! there you are, our cab'
s here!
(run away quickly from 40-year-old-dude-at-the-
club)
