What if all the people at the mall food court suddenly stopped talking and turned and stared at you?
What if all the people at the mall food court suddenly stopped talking and turned and stared at you?
This actually happened to me once, but it wasn't a good court at a mall, it was a soul food restaurant in Gary, Indiana. What I did was gently soil myself before ordering my food.
Soiling myself with his fingers. Soiling myself with his song.
I would have once again listened to the voices telling me to take my clothes off in the food court.
The voices aren't always wrong. 🤔
I do usually blurt out the inappropriate, loudly.
Same, honestly.
Get my food to go.
Best Moment for an accurate sneeze-fart and watch back.
Ask who’s buying.
I'd assume that I wasn't as slick as I thought, putting three boxes of Cinnabons down my pants then sauntering off.
Sexy Time at the Cinnabon
“If”
Fart loudly to establish dominance and dance like I'd never danced before. Just flinging limbs every which way with maybe a bit of hopping.
You mean they don’t for you?
Rarely. 😑