The pink bra boogaloo
The man in the pink bra strikes again. Que sinister/creepy/wierd music. It was on my way to work before 6:30 AM. He was sitting on a park bench and as I wizzed by on my bike he lifted up his shirt for everyone (or maybe just me) to see his pink bra in all it’s glory.
I hadnt even had coffee yet. It’s not the thing you expect to see early in the morning.