Walking In Any Genderal Direction

| Portland, OR, USA | Friendly | August 10, 2016

(It’s about 11:30 p.m., but I can’t sleep, so decide to go for a walk to get some fast food. My utili-kilt is the most convenient thing to throw on that isn’t PJs. About three blocks from home, a car roars up behind me and slows down.)

Random Guy: “Hey, baby, look at that a**! Woohoo!”

Driver: “Looking sexy! Wanna get a drink?”

(The car begins to pass me, and I look over, showing them my unsmiling face, with full beard. The guys go white and the car peels out. Ladies, I am sorry for my gender.)

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