I've discovered there's a sweet spot in the day when I am more likely than any other to get leered at by men in the street. Usually, like today, it's in the afternoon of a weekend when I'm doing the walk of shame home in what I was wearing the night before. I think the combination of looking out of place and wearing very little is probably what does it. The quality of the leering at this time of day seems to be much better too. At night time it's usually along the lines of 'hoi *insert complimentary label*, then the word 'CUNT!' when they get ignored. During the day they can be quite witty. Probably because they're sober.
Anyway, today I got a doozie. Some scrotes in a car pulled up beside me and started making personal comments about my form, which I ignored. They then decided to get my attention by shouting 'Emmanuel Petit' to me. Took me ages to work out what they were getting at; I had to look it up when I got home. Turns out he's a fucking ex Arsenal football player. They were saying I looked like him, the little cunts!
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Ah well, at least he's handsome
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