I had a girl who drunk texted me asking to come over around 9pm because she had too much. Concerned, I let her in, tucked her in my bed, made her some snacks and water, then took out my sleeping bag and slept on the floor.

Later that night, she said the bed was uncomfortable and I asked if she wanted to switch places.

I once absolutely missed out on doing the hanky panky with a gal...

... because I was absolutely insistent that we must watch all of Inglorious Basterds.

We were literally already in my bed, the entire time.

... But I was apparently more enamored with the movie and functionally spreading it as gospel.

Like, she actually groped me and whispered for me to roll her around and face her, as opposed to me being the big spoon, and I was like "No you don't understand, you have to see this movie."

... I guess the difference here being that I was entirely aware of the possible routes of that uh, encounter, and I consciously chose the movie, lol.