Back from NYCC, I’m walking down the street, minding my own damn business, when Jilly drives by. She slows down, wolf-whistles at me, and then drives right off. I may or may not have been playing Pokemon at the time, and wasn’t really paying attention. I actually thought it was the people in front of me wolf-whistling at the mystery driver.
Me, internally: gross
Dude on the street: Yoooo man you see that?? Did she just whistle at you?
Me, clearing my throat: hell yeah she did
Dude on the street: yo she slowed down and looked at you and whistled and everything
Me: Yeah, I’m pretty hot.