You know, this guy has a point. What kind of bitch wouldn't ditch her friends to go off with some random guy who was hitting on her on the MBTA? Come on, ladies, he even said you could call your friends after the Rohypnol wears off after "coffee."


"It was like 30 minutes to when Starbucks closed so I didn't understand your response."

Seriously, girls. I mean, "no" doesn't always mean "no." Sometimes, "no" is a lady's way of saying "yes, I do partake in sexual assault."

Ugh. The oh-so-clever image of an IV full of coffee is the icing on the creepy cake. Not even a well-timed "'sup ladies" could save this poor bastard.