My 3:30 a.m. Walk Home

So walking home from Jo's house at 3:30 a.m. I encountered two gaymen: one walking more or less normal, while the other could barley stand. At this point I can barley stand because it was Lower Body Day at the gym with my trainer. Nevertheless, as I passed by the drunkard, he shouted to me, "What would you do if I grabbed your pants?!" and began menacingly laughing.

I didn't understand what the hell he meant so I asked, "What?", which sent him into a laughing tizzy. I had had enough before it even began and continued my walk home to write this blog.

You're welcome.