Why is it, no matter where I go (city or country, north or south, American or International, hill or dale), there is some hick in a pick-up truck who will cat-call at me when I’m walking down the street?
Why is it, no matter where I go (city or country, north or south, American or International, hill or dale), there is some hick in a pick-up truck who will cat-call at me when I’m walking down the street?