Some ******* just pulled up to me in my car...

Starts spouting off about how cool my car is and that he is saving up or some schit, I told him to invest in college. Then starts going off about all the girls I must get and that he’s currently cutting and his delts are really starting to pop (Dude legit starts flexing with his friend and spills bud light all over his vehicle). Starts yelling I’m zeez bruh, I’m zeez then pulls out a razor phone and erratically starts taking pictures of me.

****ing weirdos man. Snapped a quick pic as I’m a little nervous he is part of a weird gay sex cult and will start stalking me or something. He seemed unstable.

Worst part is that I’m in town for business and it’s just a rental. Relax man.

Spoiler!
Tobacco prostitute
"Grow up Harriet"