So, anyway, I was walking Hollywood Boulevard at three oh seven pee em and made a left on to Gower. The afternoon was particularly balmy and made for such a pleasurable stroll that I forgot to stop. Three point seven miles later and I came across a couple kissing the sidewalk. By way of course, I exclaimed that it would be rude of them to not share their intimacy with me. At that very same moment the thirty-seventh Los Angeles Local Sheriff representative pulled up and threatened us with arrest for emotional exposure. This only spurred the female on, who, mildly under my influence, thought it an idea to flash the official. Her LOL (laughing-out-loud) and exclaimations of OMGA (oh-my-giddy-aunt) in turn promted the custody of all concerned. Needless to say, we were necking in the back of the roller. All the way home, baby, exit thirty seven.

San Juu Shichi-chan