Hand shakes something other than another hand

[decidophobichic]

2 weeks ago, I was studying in the library with Kylie blasting in my ears via the trusty Ipod. Then my table starts to shake. I look up and fugly scumbag 2 seats down me is masturbating furiously. Gross. So I get up and leave. On the way home, I see a man, in broad daylight, peeing at the side of the street. Where am I? Sodom? Gomorrah?

Hmmm. Maybe the man up there is trying to tell me something. Like. There are many penises in the world. Some will be hidden and some will be exposed to me. I don't have to go touch them all. Maybe?