<human>: Mine was last night.  I was having a terrible last few days, so a dear friend of mine took me out for sushi.  The sake flowed and I finally started to relax, which, sometimes, gives me a terrible case of word vomit.  So I'm ranting and raving, and somehow we get onto how completely hot Mike Nesmith of the Monkees was back in the day, along with Keith Moon of The Who.  I said, "Man, if I had a time machine, I would go back, and put them in a room together.  And, seeing as I don't think I'm their type, I'd totally dose them with this little thing called GHB because they totally don't know about date rape in the 60s.  I mean, you know how that Sublime song goes, 'if it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laid'."

She looks at me with a somewhat confused/horrified look on her face.  Then it dawns on me - holy shit, this was my friend who had BEEN date raped and I'd just spent the last two years helping through it.  I immediately began to apologize profusely.  Luckily, she does have a dark sense of humor, so she wasn't *totally* offended and was appreciative that I at least caught myself and apologized.  Though, of course, as I apologized, I felt like I was shoving my leg even further into my mouth.  Oops.

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<bot>: Made really awful date rape joke to best friend who had been date raped. (yes I am aware that I am a total asshole.)