I was at the Library this morning, and was in one of the elevators. I was daydreaming, kind of in that ‘thinking out loud’ mode. I was prespiring from the heat outside, and so I felt an ever-so-subtle air current waft comfortably past my damp hair. and unconciously said, “Is there a draft in here?”
The three women in the elevator all suddenly crossed their arms around their boobs. The other guy in the elevator not-so-subtly glanced to see if his zipper was down. :wally
I did not do this deliberately, but from the reaction in the elevator I can’t help but be tempted to exclaim this around women wearing tight shirts just to see if they react or not
soo going to hell