FOR THE LIFE OF ME

There's just something about watching a McDonalds personnel getting it on (limited to just a little shimmy shimmy - dancing only by all means,) with her mop and bucket full of yuck on the empty second floor of the joint, from the much too naked window pane of the Dunkin' Donuts on the street across. The same window pane that you scurried away from nothing short of a few minutes back, when two hooligans, (unfortunately of your contemporary - a few bad cookies and the whole batch is ruined eh - ) mushed their intoxicated faces against the glass, demanding a "hey there" in return. Naturally, you didn't return the courtesy.

Wearing: Checkered shirt from Nepal, Black zip up from Uniqlo, Padded jacket and creepers from Asos