The bus is due in ten minutes. The good looking person, who you seem to know already somehow, asks you if you'd like to make out until the bus arrives. You'll never see each other again. I say, "Go for it!" A kiss is just a kiss. What say you????
What have you done with my car, Ishmael, and why am I waiting for a bus instead? Quit distracting me with pretty women at bus stops and return my car to me. Grrrrrr.
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Of course they do in some places.
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Hey, wait . . .