You’re in a bar with your friends, some old Shania Twain playing in the background as you each poured whiskey. A cute country boy caught your eye, he was staring at you.

You were already a little tipsy, so you took it upon yourself to approach him with a beer.

“You’re just the cutest little country girl in a pair of boots, ain’t ya doll?” He says as you came closer, a sharp white smile painted across his face. He takes off his hat when you approach, and places it on your head.