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Catalog of cat calls
Jan. 9th, 2006 06:09 pmI was sitting at a bus stop and a convertible VW bug turns the corner. Its got the top down and it's full of women. Every set of eyes except the drivers turned right to me and locked on as they made the turn and when they got closest to me they all started to whoop. So I'm making this, the first in what will be a long log of cat calls I receive.
They were in a convertible with the top down, all wearing sun glasses, and you could tell they were up to no good. The sun was shining right on my hair making it look blonde, the breeze was blowing making said hair sway, and the corners of my glasses were peeking through my bangs while the ends of my hair were swirling around my chin and lips. It was a confluence of events that worked out to what was everyone’s benefit. The only other personalized communication I have ever received from someone in a car was someone throwing a water balloon at my butt a few years ago.
They were in a convertible with the top down, all wearing sun glasses, and you could tell they were up to no good. The sun was shining right on my hair making it look blonde, the breeze was blowing making said hair sway, and the corners of my glasses were peeking through my bangs while the ends of my hair were swirling around my chin and lips. It was a confluence of events that worked out to what was everyone’s benefit. The only other personalized communication I have ever received from someone in a car was someone throwing a water balloon at my butt a few years ago.
