A while back, I was walking around my neighborhood on a nice spring day. My neighborhood has a lot of hippies and queers. I had on mens's pants (better pockets) a jacket, but had left it open to catch a breeze. I don't have the hugest tits in the world, but they're definitely girl-boobs.

Anyway, I heard a car slow down behind me and someone from the car catcalled, "Hey boy, where are you he-"

At this point, I turned around. It was three men in a sedan. They got a good look at the front of me, and the one calling out the window just went, "Ah FUCK. Not again!" And they drove off.

I'm not entirely certain, but I think they were trying to drive around and catcall men from cars, but had apparently been mistaking local lesbians for men.