My sister posted this on Facebook:
"Hey, skinny girl." I look up. Of course they're talking to me. I
wear baggy clothes but people can still tell I'm 30 lbs underweight.
Oh no, please do come over and flirt at me. I'm not intimidated by 3
guys surrounding me by my car and invading my personal bubble
at all. In fact, let me date all of you, one each day or maybe all at
once to save time? I'm a terribly efficient person. Ah, yes, my cane.
To you it says,"weak person" to me it says,"weapon of choice as
my limbs are perfectly healthy and I've got a lot of pent up
aggression. So go ahead and try something. Make My Day" But
fine, leave. Walk away. Nice chat, I guess.
I responded: Pepper spray + a cane = DEATH. Stay armed.
She responded: I don't always beat creeps to a pulp, but when I do
I use Pepper spray and a cane. Stay dangerous my friends.