One of my Interpreters, an middle-aged lady, told me she was just tempted to smack my bottom as I walked by. She said it was nothing punitive, but that I was just well-endowed in that department. This reminded me of an incident when I was about 15.
I was walking down the street with my best friend at the time, who had just come back from summer break with her b-cups turned into perky double-D's. All of a sudden, some guy in a truck leans out and says "Hey!' Being brought up right, I don't turn to look. He follows us down the block for a bit, frantically trying to get our attention. At the end of the block, I start to think that maybe we've got bird poo on us and he's just trying to be helpful, so I stop and look at him.
"What?"
He pauses, grins, and point first at my friend, then at me:
"YOU! (To my friend) Nice rack. And YOU (thumbs up to me) niiiiice toiilet."
Everytime I remember that guy it makes me laugh. I've recieved more elegant compliments in my day, but never one so succinctly and humorously put. RACK my ***.