The story of how I almost shat a brick

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Cherrell

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So I went out to the bar on Friday. I met a girl there, and we proceeded to get drunk. I spent about $100 on jagerbombs that night.

I stopped at a grocery store on the way home to pull $40 for her cab ride home. Leaving the store, she tripped and twisted her ankle. She said she was fine so we went back to my place and did the nasty.

Afterward, she got dressed and we called a cab. The cab got there and she left.

So far so good.....


fast forward to today. I get a call from the cops asking me what I did on Friday night. He asked me if I knew (her name here) and I said I did. I explained what went on that night and explained that she drank as much as I did and I'm a pretty small guy. She wasn't inebriated to the point that she was falling down or showing any signs of blacking out.



Apparently she woke up in the morning with no recollection of the previous evening once she met me. Her ankle hurt and she was covered with bruises and hickies. So she went to the cops, understandably, and had a rape kit done and the rape kit said she was a little tore up but they didn't know why. (well, maybe because we were both drunk...).



So she calls me and we talk about it. She didn't remember coming back to my place or anything but she certainly wasn't distressed by it. She knows I wouldn't have done anything to hurt her, but she couldn't remember anything after she met me. So we go back and start talking about what happened before she met me and here's what happened:


This native guy came over and brought her a drink about a half an hour before she met me. So we're betting that this guy spiked her drink, especially since there have been reports of this going on for about the last month at the same bar. I meet her, take her home, do our business, and she goes home.



I've never seen ruphenol or date-rape or whatever the fuck people are using these days before. But it's pretty scary since she acted completely normal that entire night, and the only side-effects are a lapse in memory.


She's since called the cops and closed the case since we now know what happened, but needless to say I was pretty worried for a while. What could have happened if this chick hadn't have met me?


So the moral of the story today is:


Ladies, if you are at the bar and someone wants to buy you a drink, if you don't know them keep an eye on them. Don't accept a drink that they brought over unless the bartender made it in front of you.
 
I would never accept drinks from anyone except from people that I knew. I would accept shots from those I didn't know, but that's because the shot girls themselves would bring them over to me.
 
That is pretty fucked up, what if she would of pressed charges or something :S

Oh and they are trying to science(I really suck at english right now shut the fuck up) a coaster that can changes color if the drink has a roofie in it(you know if it comes in contact with it) oh and lipgloss to
 
thank god she called off the pigs they're no good.
As far as spiked drinks go if you know what the spike is you'll be fine.
 
Yeah, raped people should totally just deal with it.

And the point of the OP was that she didn't know what (if anything) was in it.
 
Oh yeah, of course... There's a few evil douchebags out there who like to take advantage of women, so nobody should ever go to the bar and have a good time ever again...

Hmmm, wait... There's got to be a happy medium here... How about... If you're going to go out drinking, don't be an idiot?
 
Actually, it only takes one stupid girl to cry rape to one stupid guy who did not rape her for his life to be over and done with.

So.....................yeah. Its a dangerous world out there for both men and women.

I actually don't really have a good time at bars. So.......................
 
The last time I said that women should be responsible when they go out drinking to avoid getting raped you screamed that I was a nasty sexist pig that supported rape.

You fucking confuse the hell out of me sometimes.


Back to the conversation, a rape charge would have sucked but they would have had a hard time sticking me with it.

If I date-raped her, why did she have so much of my personal information? Why did I make sure she got home alright? If she wasn't going to remember anything I could have dumped her off anywhere, with nothing to lead back to me. If I date-raped her, I picked a piss poor way of doing it.
 
Difference being---when a woman gets raped, its not her fault.

When a woman accuses an innocent man of raping her, it is her fault.

When a sober man has sex with a woman who is blacked out drunk, it is rape and it is his fault as it is NOT consensual sex and he is likely not going to jail.

When a drunk man has sex with a drunk woman and she says he raped her, it is probably neither of their faults but he is going to jail irregardless.

I know its confusing to look at things from more than one angle, you know, you being a man and all, but you could at least try!

And yeah, a woman and a man both have rights to go to a bar and get drunk. Only stupid idiots get that drunk. And only dumber stupid idiots get that drunk and go home with someone they don't know very well.
 
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