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I remember those times I was dancing at the bar all by myself and no matter who I was around or how well I felt I was dancing in that drunken daze, no women, or even gay men, sidled up to me, and I was left dancing all alone in a crowded bar 4-6 beers deep, not even my friends seemed like they wanted to dance with me, and I thought to myself during and after, I will never date another girl again, I never learned how to grind. my close friend's girl asked me over so I set my beer on a counter close to us and a barkeep threw it in the trash so i reached for another only to find it was empty, not the 3/4 full beer i'd set down only seconds before, and once i realized that, the girl i was supposed to be dancing with was mounted by another, much taller, guy, so i stormed outside, jutting elbows with multiple gay men, and smoked a cigarette in the deepest depths of the shadows and waited for the text that would tell me we were leaving. ftw.