So... About two years ago, i had Turquoisish tips and a purple streak in my hair for a day. During that day.... Oh god..... A guy in his late twenties asks me to ride him. I didn't know what that meant at the time and i assumed it meant something bad so i slowly started backing up. He looked at me and smiled evilly before walking away. A went to a different section of the store, oh yeah i was in Kroger (Does anyone remember when that was still called Scotts? Why am i the only one??!?). About ten minutes later, he comes back with a friend, idk if they were friends or not, and his friends strokes my arms. The first guys puts his hand on my waist and tries to pull me closer to him. Me, being AWESOME, kicked him in his sh*t and ran away quickly. I haven't been in that Kroger since. True story. (It terrified me at the time.)
