Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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Flasher
This is a few years ago and might be one of those you-had-to-be-there stories.
My friend Robert and I used to go to a pick-up game of football every Sunday afternoon when we were in university. Once, after a game, we were supposed to head over to the city park to meet some friends for a barbecue.
I hadn't brought a change of clothes so I was in my shorts. Just for fun, I threw on a long trenchcoat and some sunglasses. That way you could see my bare legs sticking out from under the coat, and there was no sign that I was wearing anything underneath it.
We walked around the park a few times (it was very large and very crowded). For some reason parents kept a close eye on me and kept their kids from getting too close.
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 4:55, Reply)
This is a few years ago and might be one of those you-had-to-be-there stories.
My friend Robert and I used to go to a pick-up game of football every Sunday afternoon when we were in university. Once, after a game, we were supposed to head over to the city park to meet some friends for a barbecue.
I hadn't brought a change of clothes so I was in my shorts. Just for fun, I threw on a long trenchcoat and some sunglasses. That way you could see my bare legs sticking out from under the coat, and there was no sign that I was wearing anything underneath it.
We walked around the park a few times (it was very large and very crowded). For some reason parents kept a close eye on me and kept their kids from getting too close.
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 4:55, Reply)
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