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"I'll pass," replies the target of your wordplay. The person sitting one
seat down says "I'll pass too, in case you were wondering." For the
rest of the night, perfect strangers come up to say that they heard
what happened, and that they'd like to officially take themselves
out of the running as well. For the next six years several promising
relationships come to an abrupt halt when your partner finds out about
"the bar incident." Eventually you move to Eastern Europe in an attempt
to outrun your repution, which works pretty well until you learn
to say "That outfit would look great on my floor" in Serbo-croatian.
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