He Was Asking For It, Your Honor. I Was Ovulating, and He Wasn’t Wearing a Shirt. Biological Imperatives, and All That
I’m sorry, what was that? You mean if I find a guy sexy I can’t beat him up, molest him, and go home? Dude, he was totally asking for it! He was wandering around after dark, looking drunk, and wearing a damn fine pair of ass-hugging jeans! I couldn’t control myself! I’m sorry, you said, […]