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[dontrainonmyparade]

I just got propositioned. How rude.

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[but_idontlie]

...S'not rude. S'honest.

'Least if I did it, it would be, like, honest.

[dontrainonmyparade]

This isn't a murder trial, Puckerman. It's a skeezebag looking at my breasts and telling me they would look good rubbing on a pole.

[but_idontlie]

Rubbing on me, hell yeah!

That's not propositioning you, babe. That's offering you a job. Still shitty, but...

...Did you have 'em out?

[dontrainonmyparade]

Since when are you a pole? Plank maybe, but not a pole.

Anything involving sexual advances in propositioning. Did I have what out? If you're implying my breasts, dream on. I have more class than that.

[onthe_threshold]

You need mace. Or, alternately, kick them very solidly in the side of the kneecap. This usually dislocates it.

[but_idontlie]

No! No. I mean, hell yeah, I'd be down with them rubbing on me.

...Oh, m'dreaming.

[dontrainonmyparade]

Stop being a creep, Puck. It's unbecoming.

[dontrainonmyparade]

I have a rape whistle. I'll use it too. This place is more scary than I anticipated it to be.

[onthe_threshold]

Get some mace, dear.

This place? You mean New York?

damn sws limiting puckerman's snark

[but_idontlie]

Babe, I've always been like this. You can take the Puckster out of Lima but you can't take the nympho out of the Puckster.

[dontrainonmyparade]

Yes. It was sort of just a fantastical dream up until now. But I made it here, and it's not quite all I built it up to be. I know I have a lot of hard work ahead of me, though. I can't just expect to fit in right up. Not having any family or friends here doesn't help.

[dontrainonmyparade]

That doesn't mean you have to stay like it. Have some respect for women once in awhile. You might surprise yourself.

[but_idontlie]

...Dude. [His gaze narrows, arms crossing over his chest. That's... kind of crossing a line.] I do respect you. Any guy who tries to touch you when you don't want it, I'mma crack skulls. I say shit, but I'd never try anything. Damn, Rachel. Gimme a little credit.