The Bird Show. So I have a friend in California who is convinced that it was God. God that stopped her first one-night stand.

All right. Where do I even start? I'm going to try to relay this correctly. So she's in her 40s now and she got divorced a couple of different years ago.

Always been pretty straight narrow, right? Always followed the rules, very religious, never really stepped out of her comfort zone quite a bit.

But now she's divorced and she's out dating now.

And she's a little living a little bit more wild now than she used to.

Oh, she in her hoe face.

Well, she was trying to be.

So she goes out with some girlfriends one night and they

are sitting at a bar and a guy approaches the group, which is always a bold move for a guy. When women

are there in bunches, man, you better have some confidence to do that. Absolutely. Because they are

looking to rip you up. So he approaches the group and he approaches her specifically.

And while she's not initially, like physically attracted to him, she likes these like meatheads that used to go out with back in the day.

Oh, yeah.

The gym rats.

Right.

The gym rats.

And it's a California thing.

That's her thing.

This guy wasn't that, but he was charming. Very, very charming. Made her laugh. They connected. So she's having a good time with this guy. So she continues to drink some beers, right? Or what have you. And then they break off from the rest of the crew.

And the pack gives her permission to break off.

Like normally when you're in a like a girl group setting or whatever and a guy comes over,

you're either going to be welcome or you're going to be dismissed because every single one of them like you said is judging you.

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