Originally Posted by Eli_Damon
I was riding home tonight. It was dark and there were few cars on the road. As I turned left at a light, I heard to guys behind me whistle and shout boisterously. I quite enjoyed it, let me tell you. It was far better than the honking and yelling I endured earlier in the trip. It could have been even better if I had stopped to show that I am a man. I bet they would have been totally embarrassed.
haha
One day I was running through my neighborhood home from the bus stop wearing a backpack and a bandana under my ball cap when a passing car slowed in front of me and stopped. When I got alongside their open window, the two young men took one look at my moustache and got totally grossed out.
I guess it's sorta like taking a drink of a milk, and finding out it's buttermilk. I'm not a bad-looking man, but I probably wouldn't look very good as a woman...
