so check this shit out.
this happened to me last night -
i thought it would be a good idea to work home form work - which takes like 2 hours...i had only had 2 hours slept and had done an 12 hour day so was in the weird lethargic zone where every footstep feels like stepping into a whole different reality. needless to say i did alot of thinking (or more romanticising) and writing. actually i sat down cross legged in the middle of the footpath for a while and wrote a poem. random.
anyway, when i was almost home, mandering along listening to music, i heard a sound, which must have been pretty loud becasue i had my ipod on, but i looked across the road and there was this dude, standing in the shadows waving his dick about, yelling out to me.
it was only a glimpse but i kinda got the idea.
i didn't know whether to laugh or run.
so i kept walking, not freaking out but thinking that it probably wasn't the best idea for me to be walking down Smith street in the middle of the night with no one around. i looked back and he was gone.
got to the end of the street - by this time there were 2 others in front of me so i didn't stress too much.
then i turned the corner and half way down the road i heard another noise and, to my surprise, there he was again!
flailing his flaccid member about. it was weird. he looked like a cartoon character in his dark close, cut in half by this colourless white band splitting him in two.
i wanted to split him in 2.
until i realised he was actually pleading with me to look at him - to give him attention.
then he asked what my name was.
fucking crazies.
when the hell did sexual perversions become so fucking public!
this happened to me last night -
i thought it would be a good idea to work home form work - which takes like 2 hours...i had only had 2 hours slept and had done an 12 hour day so was in the weird lethargic zone where every footstep feels like stepping into a whole different reality. needless to say i did alot of thinking (or more romanticising) and writing. actually i sat down cross legged in the middle of the footpath for a while and wrote a poem. random.
anyway, when i was almost home, mandering along listening to music, i heard a sound, which must have been pretty loud becasue i had my ipod on, but i looked across the road and there was this dude, standing in the shadows waving his dick about, yelling out to me.
it was only a glimpse but i kinda got the idea.
i didn't know whether to laugh or run.
so i kept walking, not freaking out but thinking that it probably wasn't the best idea for me to be walking down Smith street in the middle of the night with no one around. i looked back and he was gone.
got to the end of the street - by this time there were 2 others in front of me so i didn't stress too much.
then i turned the corner and half way down the road i heard another noise and, to my surprise, there he was again!
flailing his flaccid member about. it was weird. he looked like a cartoon character in his dark close, cut in half by this colourless white band splitting him in two.
i wanted to split him in 2.
until i realised he was actually pleading with me to look at him - to give him attention.
then he asked what my name was.
fucking crazies.
when the hell did sexual perversions become so fucking public!
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ablaze:
what a dick...
deadly_photo:
that's happened to me before. Just as random, just as weird and not theatening in that same weird kind of way.