My girlfriend told me the following story about her life before I entered it.
She was at a bar with some of her friends and some guy was hitting on them. You know, the goofy kind of guy who does the rounds with every group of girls in the bar, sliding up to each group with a "Hey, Ladies." Eventually, he came back to them and said, "Hey. Watch this." Whereupon, he proceeded to reach behind the bar and grab a bottle of Jaegermeister while the bartender wasn't looking. He slipped the bottle into his coat and said, "This Jaeger is going home with me tonight!"
My girlfriend looked at him and said, "Well, I'm glad something is."
