Back when I was just another fuckwad from Sliverville me and the boys often piled into a car and went off looking for dope and danger. We never had to drive far.
As we drove along we would comment to one another about the physical attributes of the Sliverville girls waiting for a bus or just waiting. Legs was always quick to say something like, "Look at the ass on that one!" When we turned to check who the great ass belonged to it often belonged to a guy. Then we would have to punch out Legs in the car for being so fucking gay. Legs' mistake was an easy one to make - a lot of guys had long motherfucking hair and great asses in those days.
Now, when I am with Legs at the racetrack, I try not to walk in front of him.