Yes, there was this random dark-skinned man standing at a street corner playing with himself facing my mom's car. We got a disgusting glimpse of the whole damn thing. My mom beeped the horn and the startled creeper put his junk back into his pants.
Is it necessary for people to stop traffic with their genital organs? Trust me, no one needed to see that, buddy.
Now I'm scarred for life.
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