The First Refuge of a Scoundrel
Nabbed from Overlawyered:
A Feministe commenter writes about street harassment (h/t Slim):
Last summer, I was walking on the street, holding a large coffee I had just bought. Suddenly, a guy coming from behind me grabbed my ass and asked me ‘where I was walking with that nice ass of mine’. I was lost in my thoughts when it happened, and it surprised me so much that it made me screamed and jumped, which resulted in me throwing *very* hot coffee all over his face and shoulders. It was an accident, but I can’t tell you how much satisfaction I got from hearing him scream in pain as he got burned by the coffee.
The best part? As I was walking away, laughing my ‘nice’ ass off, he screamed at me that he was going to sue me!
BWAHAHA!
A Feministe commenter writes about street harassment (h/t Slim):
Last summer, I was walking on the street, holding a large coffee I had just bought. Suddenly, a guy coming from behind me grabbed my ass and asked me ‘where I was walking with that nice ass of mine’. I was lost in my thoughts when it happened, and it surprised me so much that it made me screamed and jumped, which resulted in me throwing *very* hot coffee all over his face and shoulders. It was an accident, but I can’t tell you how much satisfaction I got from hearing him scream in pain as he got burned by the coffee.
The best part? As I was walking away, laughing my ‘nice’ ass off, he screamed at me that he was going to sue me!
BWAHAHA!