Or that's what they seem to think.
Now that this glorious sleepy summer is hitting autumn, I decided to disclose myriad of lewd comments I received from my male acquaintances this summer. Some of them are... well, wow, others are funny. And all of them contain more than enough implicit sexuality.
Be warned.
Oh, and I also found it amusing that they were all said by Europeans. Apparently Americans are prudes :P
Jeremy: Your waist size is 24?
Me: Yup.
Jeremy: Perfect.
Me: For what...?
Jeremy: For me to wrap my arms. Without me going SQUISH.
Me: ?!?!?
Me: Why is it that guys stare at me? Is there something on my face?
Jack: There's lipstick on your mouth.
Me: That's not what I meant!
Jack: I think you're the one who's responsible. The way you dress doesn't leave much to imagination...
Jeremy: Or leave too much.
Jeremy: I hope she's coming home with me tonight~~
Me: She's not.
Jeremy: ... You did.
Jack: You're coming onto me.
Me: Nope.
Jack: What's that hand?
Me: It's on the table.
Jack: Yeah, you're coming onto me. Wanna take it further?
Me: ... no.
Jeremy: For God's sake, can you please stop swooning over 2D characters and swoon over a real guy for once!?
Me: Like who...
Jeremy: I'm a real guy...
Me: Uh huh. I love you too.
Jack: The guys were looking at you.
Me: Okay. As usual.
Jack: It amuses me that I'm the only one who can talk to you.
Me: And what do you feel about that?
Jack: I'm happy about that, thanks very much.
Jeremy: If you had to pick someone to sleep with, who would you pick?
Me: I have no clue.
Jack: We can do three to a bed.
Jeremy: Nope. We'll do it, you can watch.
Me: Wait, wait a moment! Don't I get a say?!
Jack and Jeremy: (stares) ... No.
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Monday, August 11, 2008
4:30PM. It's nice weather. I'm wearing regular clothes, and I go out to get something from a store nearby. I walk there. The heels clatter against the sidewalk. In the due process of getting there, which took, oh, let's say, about 10 minutes, I got hooted twice by a guy I didn't know, got honked at (no, I was not crossing the street), got stared at, and was beaten by a branch.
WILL YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?
Oh, and by the way, please stop staring at me. It's RUDE.
Jebus.
WILL YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?
Oh, and by the way, please stop staring at me. It's RUDE.
Jebus.
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