"Help, HELP!" Britney was screaming her lungs out! "Security, SECURITY!" The man's eyes got larger and sweat broke out. This wasn't planned. Almost instantly, the door opened and a large black man, dressed in security-clothes entered the room. "What the fuck is going on in here?" The securityguard had a low, threatening voice. The man got really scared now and tried to make a run for the door, but the black securityguard caught him. "What the fuck were you trying to do?", asked the black man, waiting for an answer.

What should the man say?

B "I am trying to screw her three ways from Sunday, care to join me?

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