Bitch is goin' down!

Feb 11, 2007 12:21

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idioscosmos February 12 2007, 19:24:59 UTC
OK, yeesh.

The closest I've come to creepiness like that are drug dealers on the corners outside my building and the breakdown I had about Indian Guy and the Hooker of Doom*.

Anyway, I might suggest a bottle of pepper spray - they're under $20 at most army surplus stores.

*Indian Guy and I were leaving the building at midnight, and a hooker approached him and offered him a "date" for $20.

Him. Not me.

WHY? Not that I wanted a date, but c'mon. Why wouldn't you offer me a "date"? I'm well dressed - I'd be a super "John", I'm sure. Indian Guy said he saw her on the street a week later and asked her why and said she told him that she didn't offer me a date because "He gay"**.

**I assure you I'm not. Nothing against gay men*** - one of my better friends at work is gay, as is one of my relatives. Just because you listen to Erasure and sing show tunes it doesn't mean you're gay. You're just comfortable with your sexuality.

***Gay women, on the other hand, are a Sapphic menace****.

****I kid. Again.

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morie February 13 2007, 03:39:03 UTC
I had a tube of pepper spray for years until the lady at the Modest Mouse concert made me throw it away. I told her if I got sexually assaulted I was blaming her. Now I carry a mini Leatherman tool in my purse.

My ex-boyfriend was solicited by a prostitute in Cleveland at a White Castle drive thru. He told her he'd rather get some burgers.

Nic constantly sings "The Phantom of the Opera" but he is typically making up his own words...does that count?

You've always looked straight to me. :)

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