I was at a party the other night and a friend of mine mentions she's been having to nearly fight people off of her, and that she keeps getting touched inappropriately. Being somewhat inebriated, I didn't press the matter and ask who was bothering her, I just jokingly tell her to punch whoever in the windpipe if it happens again. A few hours pass, I've been meanderthalling around and I bump into this guy speaking in a poorly executed fake english accent. I just laugh a little to myself and wander off somewhere else. I run into him later on and his accent is completely gone, but he's telling people he was born in england and all that, whatever.

He notices me standing in the doorway and says "Hey, what's your major?" I tell him it's just general studies but I mostly take a lot of psych classes. He tells me psychology is evil, and goes on to list his two reasons why. I get halfway through the first, which is something along the lines of "It just tries to fit people into categories," when I just stop him right there and say "I'm not so interested in diagnosing illness, I'm more fascinated by how the mind works." And I walk off again.

I see him later on in a side room alone with that friend I mentioned earlier, and he's all over her. He's got his arm around her and is trying to hold her hand. Just overly physical. I make eye contact with her and give the quizzical "are you okay with this?" sort of look, and she widens her eyes. Basically everything about her body language tells me she's definitely not okay, is actually very uncomfortable, she isn't sure what to do about it and might be somewhat terrified. So I speak up and say "hey [friend's name], have you tried sherry? Let's go have some." She jumps at the opportunity, and once we leave the room she says "Man I really don't need to drink anymore, but thanks so much. Glad you could see how terrified I was."

I figure that's that, the guy has to realize he's got no game with this girl. But no, I see him in the same situation with the same girl later on. Only this time they're standing in the doorway to the kitchen. I give the impression that I'm pretty drunk and walk directly in between them into the kitchen. I make a big deal out of finding a glass and fill it with water. Then I just lean against the counter, say "I'm just gonna stand here and drink this." And stare him down. Friend walks away, I leave through the other door.

I think I've seen the last of him at this point, but no. I'm on the porch with a different friend of mine and he comes up and says "Man, it's tough being a millionaire." I look at him and say:

"A millionaire. Really, you just said you're a millionaire?"

"Yeah"

"A millionaire. Seriously. Note the tone of skepticism in my voice. I really don't believe you're a millionaire. Not at all."

"Yeah, well.. some people have a hard time believing it."

"Yeah. I really don't think that it's true." and I leave. Again.

And scene. That's the last I see of the guy.

TL;DR: Guy puts on fake accent, is inappropriately physical, and says things like "It's tough being a millionaire."

Edit: Also, I'm a girl. In case anyone needed that bit of perspective.