Happy hour. It's something I enjoy on my way home from work, on days that end in ay. Just tonight, I was talking to Smitty's about love life and such. I have no idea which team he swings for, but he always just lets me talk and banter. Well, just tonight while talking about the most daring thing we have ever done on trapeze, some fairly good looking guy settled up next to me. After an hour and half long conversation, with him getting me a libation. I thought he seemed pretty cool. But just then, quickly, and out of no where, he leaned over and whispered to me, "I want you to make me scream with your fingers and whatever else you may have", all the while he grabbed my crown jewels. WELL. Being the respectable minx I am, I cupped a few good feels first, and then poked him in the eyes super hard with my fingers. Then ran.