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One in particular stands clearly for me. One time I was out with this girl I was dating and I went to the bar to get a drink, this was in Miami, and I had this gay dude come up and start hitting on me. Well, I told him what was up and walked off. Little did I know my then girl was watching me the whole time at the bar to see if I was going to hit on chicks while away from her. She saw the dude hit on me and I later found out she played my ass and told the guy my phone number and said that I was just drunk and I'd be more receptive tomorrow and that he ought to give me a call. Well........he did. And he kept calling me and calling me and calling me. I had to put his name in my phone as "Don't Answer." Eventually he stopped calling me but it was kind of freaky. It pissed me off so bad.
-I ended up cheating on the girl from there on out.
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