Ok tie ballgame.
You sit next to me at the bar stranger and tell me how cold it is outside.
I talk to you enough. You are from sandiego via troutdale, about 30. Nose piercings. Moderate.
I am older than you. Squarer. I have mortgages but I would bounce you around on your slim hips like a man depraved.
Leave each other's dignity alone. This bar is ours in safety.
I will not hit on you and you shall not have to defend your honor or yield it. You can read your book in piece and I can watch the fucking game.