And it reminded me of an ogling encounter I had at the supermarket right after I got my hair cut. I was walking down the aisle to meet Ann and this guy I passed was, I mean, completely, blatantly staring. And it wasn't flattering. So I reach Ann and she goes, "That guy turned to stare at us because we're signing." And I told her, "No, that guy turned to give me the sleazy eyeball because he was doing that while I walked by him. [Using my most unflattering stereotypical redneck accent] 'Women like it when you stare at 'em; make 'em feel all purty-like.' No, it really doesn't. It makes me think about restraining orders and locking all the doors and windows tonight." xP
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on 2009-12-12 03:00 am (UTC)Ahahaha, truly? No.
And it reminded me of an ogling encounter I had at the supermarket right after I got my hair cut. I was walking down the aisle to meet Ann and this guy I passed was, I mean, completely, blatantly staring. And it wasn't flattering. So I reach Ann and she goes, "That guy turned to stare at us because we're signing." And I told her, "No, that guy turned to give me the sleazy eyeball because he was doing that while I walked by him. [Using my most unflattering stereotypical redneck accent] 'Women like it when you stare at 'em; make 'em feel all purty-like.' No, it really doesn't. It makes me think about restraining orders and locking all the doors and windows tonight." xP
Win!