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Li nan Samdi swa. Ti gason’ nwit soti. fi’ nwit soti. Tout moun gen yon purpose- doub(yon) pann soti ak zanmi epi ak (b) rankontre yon moun nan fè sèks opoze. Si ou se yon nèg, pi fò nan tan an ou ale lakay ou de men vid. Petèt ou pale ak yon moun, petèt pa, men pwobableman pi fò nan lannwit ou te depanse ap pale ak ami ou sou ki jan cho ak aksesib tout fanm yo, t'ap gade ak ki jan enkwayab li ta si ou te gen kouraj nan apwòch yon sèl youn nan yo. Si ou se yon fanm, ou te pwobableman pase nwit la fending koupe pwogrè yo nan sis mesye slimiest nan mond lan, ki yo, se pou iminitè a rejè ki, apre yon nan men ou, yo imedyatman te ale senk pye desann bar la frape sou pwochen fanm lan ki pi attrayant yo te ka jwenn. Oui, li nan yon mache vyann yo deyò, ankò kèk moun ap fè nenpòt reyinyon bon jan kalite. Isit la nan kote teyori mwen anvwaye nan.
eng
It’s Saturday night. Boys’ night out. Girls’ night out. Everyone has a dual purpose-(a) hang out with friends and (b) meet someone of the opposite sex. If you’re a guy, most of the time you go home empty-handed. Maybe you talked to someone, maybe not, but probably most of your night was spent talking to your buddies about how hot and inaccessible all the women looked and how incredible it would be if you had the courage to approach a single one of them. If you’re a woman, you’ve probably spent the night fending off the advances of the world’s six slimiest guys, who are so immune to rejection that, after one from you, they immediately went five feet down the bar to hit on the next most attractive woman they could find. Yep, it’s a meat market out there, yet few people are doing any quality meeting. Here’s where my theory kicks in.