Ahh, God Bless Them

I was driving around Aurora today, treating my car like the office/locker room that it is. Most of the drive I was shirtless, and while stopped at a red light, three very large African American women cat-called me.
After a series of Woo-Hoos, one of them called:
"Yo, white boy with the farmer tan!"
Me: looking around incredulously
"Yeah you ghosty! I'm in the mood for some white meat, MMMMMMMmmmmm" (that MMM had a few more syllables then I know how to communicate).

It's the little things that make me happy.