When I hear the complimentary whistle
That greets my bikini by the sea,
I turn, and I glower, and I bristle.
(But I'm happy to know the whistle's meant for me.)
-- "I Enjoy Being a Girl" (Flower Drum Song)
I'm pretty sure that being more flattered than annoyed when I got cat-called by the driver of a passing truck while on my run makes me a Tool of
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