Dear guys who yell out of your car while driving past.
All I want to do is walk my dog, without men screaming at me just because Im female, alone and in public. You give your co-inhibitors of trousers with ball space a bad name, and it's not right.
I don't know what you hope to achieve by yelling out, "how's it going" or "Oi red" or "aww fuck ay" but here's a news flash: You're driving in a car. If you want to know how it's going, you'd need to stop and hear the answer if you genuinely wanted to know. If you did stop, I'd be happy, because it would allow me to sock you in the face, tell you to fuck off, or simply respond with "Yeah I'm great thanks, really relaxed, see I just thought I'd get some air after a long day of fist fucking your mother"
I'd keep driving too.
Sod off, you miserable dicknose. I know dicknose is a ridiculous insult, but that's what the situation deserves.
End rant.
Love, SB
P.s. Years on, I STILL don't know what a lucha is.
All I want to do is walk my dog, without men screaming at me just because Im female, alone and in public. You give your co-inhibitors of trousers with ball space a bad name, and it's not right.
I don't know what you hope to achieve by yelling out, "how's it going" or "Oi red" or "aww fuck ay" but here's a news flash: You're driving in a car. If you want to know how it's going, you'd need to stop and hear the answer if you genuinely wanted to know. If you did stop, I'd be happy, because it would allow me to sock you in the face, tell you to fuck off, or simply respond with "Yeah I'm great thanks, really relaxed, see I just thought I'd get some air after a long day of fist fucking your mother"
I'd keep driving too.
Sod off, you miserable dicknose. I know dicknose is a ridiculous insult, but that's what the situation deserves.
End rant.
Love, SB
P.s. Years on, I STILL don't know what a lucha is.