For your information, I was merely the submitter of the note, not the one writing it. So that doesn’t make me “all-too-important,” it makes me a worthwhile contributor on this website.

Please get off your high horse. And yes, I make a terrific attorney, thank you very much.

If you go to a public library looking for impeccable hygiene, you deserve whatever distraction you smell.

And the rapist analogy, combined with concern for the ease and comfort of female classmates says more about the instructor than about the jackass in the cycle shorts. A dress code or women only class would solve the problem diplomatically which suggests that wasn’t his purpose at all.

Don’t know why this post bothered me so much.

Plus, with no sound, you can punctuate every mistake in typing with a violent outburst of swearing.

The bike shorts were, indeed, padded in the bike seat area (otherwise known as the ass) but there was, terrifyingly, no such neutral gender topography in the.. umm… gender topographic region. I hope you’re happy, now I have to try to find a counselor through my HMO…. runs aways scream/crying….

Maybe the writer/boxer should stop staring at men’s crotches unless she ‘delcare[s]‘[sic] her plans to follow through?

Although it is funny to consider criminals as having any sort of ‘uniform’ shouldn’t statistical analysis reveal the most common outfit to be a douchey popped-collar preppy/Old Navy/ J Crew shirt, or whatever frat boy date-rapists are wearing nowadays?

And I’d always be conscientious enough to type very quietly.

Talk about creep synergy. Hope you have nothing more than some bad memories about the mess.