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Somewhat related, but it wasn't me. 4-5 years ago we were down in Austin working the booth at a trade show. We taught a couple of classes one day, before the show started. After the last class, this chick comes up and starts casually talking with my coworker, under the guise of not understanding something he covered, so he explained in further detail. We head over to the show, and we're working the booth, talking to customers, etc. This same chick comes up, and brings us all some food and bottles of water. No big deal, she's just being friendly. As the day goes on, she keeps coming back by the booth, flirting with B. Each time it gets a little more dirty, a little more vulgar, etc. Somewhere along the line, she grabbed his card off the table, so now she has his cell number. Show ends, we load up our equipment, and head back to Dallas. This chick starts texting. Not just once or twice, but sending them by the dozens. He begins to get worried, as we are near home, because he is married, and doesn't want to have to explain this to his wife. He can't flat out tell a potential customer to fuck off. That's not professional, obviously.
So he had a grand idea. This bitch is a lunatic. What better way to run her off than to give her the impression that he is more crazy than she is, right? She's really worked up at this point, sending texts faster than he can respond. Another coworker says "I know, ask her if you can shit on her chest.". I mean, what self respecting woman wouldn't be freaked out by that, right? So he sent the text, asking "Can I shit on your chest?". There was ten minutes of silence. He thinks he finally disgusted her, and won't heat back from her after that.
Then his text alert went off. Her response was "I've never done that before, I'm not really in to that. But, why don't you piss on me, and we will see where it goes from there.".
So he had a grand idea. This bitch is a lunatic. What better way to run her off than to give her the impression that he is more crazy than she is, right? She's really worked up at this point, sending texts faster than he can respond. Another coworker says "I know, ask her if you can shit on her chest.". I mean, what self respecting woman wouldn't be freaked out by that, right? So he sent the text, asking "Can I shit on your chest?". There was ten minutes of silence. He thinks he finally disgusted her, and won't heat back from her after that.
Then his text alert went off. Her response was "I've never done that before, I'm not really in to that. But, why don't you piss on me, and we will see where it goes from there.".
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