Rufus was at the local bar and feeling fine.
After drinking many glasses of beer and red wine.
He tried to hit on a chick who was so hip.
She ended up giving him the slip.
He got her phone number and tried calling her the next day.
The phone number that she gave him turned out to be for the police.
And this pissed him off in every way.

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