my friend jenna and i were walking last night to go to a good friday service in the old city. we walk around together alot, and it's not uncommon for us to have men stare and call out inappropriate things to the "pretty american girls". i don't like it, but for my part, as long as they don't try to touch me, i just ignore it. sadly, you get used to it after a while. but last night was special.
we're walking past this guy, deliberately not looking at him, but still aware of where he is, when he starts to sing.
"Dontcha wish your boyfriend was good like me?"
we were barely able to walk past him before bursting with laughter. you've got to give him a point for creativity! he got our attention all right.
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