Malta.
I was in Malta with a mate when I was 16 or soo. It was my first no-parents holiday, well, kindda, they were there, but they were staying in the next town while we stayed by some harbour with loads of clubs.

So we go out, get pissed, and decide to find some girls. I went for the "Ask everyone, someone's gotta go with this poor desperate virgin" approach, and got turned down time-and-time again. That was until I got talking to a girl at a bar, I can't remember what we spoke about, but after about 15 minutes this big bloke sits down next to her. I sware he was twice my height and three times my width, in biker gear.

He turns to me in his easten-european accent and says
"You like girl?",
"yeah?",
"You like man?",
"hahha, what?",
"You like man, no?",
"haha, what?",
"This is my girl, you can watch us, when I am finished, you can play.",
"haha, you're joking, right?.

I then make my retreat and we moved onto another club.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 15:04, 1 reply)

You should have taken him up on his offer
I mean, it's not as if he was asking you to do anything with HIM...
(EuroSong I love horse meat: best of all the animals, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 16:17, closed)