Remembering the time zonk and I were walking through this park and there's some chick on the path heading the opposite direction, dyed hair and problem glasses and piercings and everything, and she's like "hello gentlemen" in the most loaded condescending way she possibly could

Like is she mad because she thinks we wanna fuck her or is she mad because she knows we won't fuck her?

Idunno, maybe we should have been holding hands like the gays on TV