because I got wolf-whistled while armpits deep in a garbage can in downtown Kansas City Kansas.
The absurdity of the situation just tickled me eight shades of pink. KCKS guys have basically no standards, nor dignity.
I mean, srsly?
But sexual harrassment and foul odors nonetheless, i think I got enough bottles for my boat tonight so I had a mighty prosperous evening of trash-picking.
I bet you wish you lived ‘Zorp ztyleee.