They’re called ‘bl*w job’ boots for a reason, ladies! I put on leather combat boots, along with skintight jeans and a sombrero, and dragged my butt out of the house to the park. I noticed you by the fountain and I approached you with a smile. I even tipped my sombrero respectfully.
So why the h*ll did you slap me when I asked for a blowjob?! You’re not even doing anything, you’re just loitering in the park.
You must be wearing them wrong. I can barely walk around in mine, what with all the women clamoring to suck my penis. I’ve tried carrying a squirt bottle but it doesn’t dissuade them.
That’s not half as strange as what happens when you paint your feet red and yellow and run around barefoot. Curls into fetal position those poor, poor baby seals.