At a Christmas party about 10 years ago in Austin, an Irish guy first pointed out to me that this was actually a "date-rape" song. Whaaaaat? At the time, I laughed and somewhat agreed with his audacious argument: Yes, the guy in the song really was trying to talk the girl into staying... Little did I know that by 2018, the song would represent a ridiculous "anti-rape" social-media talking point for left-wing ideologues.
In my bisexual, feminist, politically independent opinion (from someone who has been actually raped): It's a cute, sexy song. I'd personally like to be talked into having sex with Dean Martin.
I'm sick to death of today's leftists crying wolf about rape, racism, dictators, etc. When the real thing actually does happen, no one's going to believe you idiots because you've been lying about the real threat for so long.
I'm sick to death of today's leftists crying wolf about rape, racism, dictators, etc. When the real thing actually does happen, no one's going to believe you idiots because you've been lying about the real threat for so long.
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