So there's this old guy downtown here named Wes. Wes used to be a truck driver. Then his wife died and he had open heart surgery. He was left destitute and was living on the street (sleeping on the porch of an attorney's office).
After a year he finally got his dis-ability check and back pay from the trucking company he used to work for. So now he had a Dodge Camper that he lives in.
He likes to park his camper near the coffee shop facing the park and watch the many, many college girls that walk about.
One time two of them walking passed him said "Quit staring at us, pervert."
He shot right back "If I was a pervert I'd be hanging out the window"
After a year he finally got his dis-ability check and back pay from the trucking company he used to work for. So now he had a Dodge Camper that he lives in.
He likes to park his camper near the coffee shop facing the park and watch the many, many college girls that walk about.
One time two of them walking passed him said "Quit staring at us, pervert."
He shot right back "If I was a pervert I'd be hanging out the window"