Some dude outside a bar glances at me, makes some comment about how I must be a professional dancer, implying gay.
I see he's got two full sleeve tattoos, and it's a cold night in Chicago.
I ask him: those sleeves keeping you warm?
Crowd of people start laughing, his friends had to restrain him. I just kept walking with the woman I swooped at the club.
I see he's got two full sleeve tattoos, and it's a cold night in Chicago.
I ask him: those sleeves keeping you warm?
Crowd of people start laughing, his friends had to restrain him. I just kept walking with the woman I swooped at the club.