As I was walking home from school, I noticed seated stranger leering at me. Not a casual glance, mind you; this guy’s eyes were GLUED to my skirt.
“Waiting for the bus?” he asked.
“No.” I answered, avoiding eye contact.
“You like to walk, eh?”
“I can tell! You got some BIG ol’ legs!” He said, making an enormous circle with his hands.
Before I could lob a brick at his head, he continued;
“They’re beautiful! You got a boyfriend?”
But he was too late; I had escaped, taking my thighs with me.
Once I was out of earshot, I snickered. Of all the abysmal pick-up lines…
Did this story give you flashbacks to the Worst Purchase illustration?