The title says it all. I went to a country bar tonight. A small part of me died. I mean, I didn't do any line dancing, and someone else was buying my drinks, but still... I feel a bit dirty.
At least I didn't ride the mechanical bull. (this time... I was really drunk, and there was peer pressure, it's not my fault!)
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