Back in the saddle...

I must look like a perv. While walking the streets of Sydney last night I got propositioned (go figure). Rhymes with "glow knob". I had no idea what the lady said the first time so I asked her to repeat herself. In her oh so lovely, husky, way-too-old-to-be-propositioning-me voice she made it abundantly clear. Umm, no thanks.