One time I was shopping with my mom, Prolly around 16, 17 lime when I was still clean cut, hairline edged out with the afro type shyt in Florida. I'm outside the store chilling and this dude comes out to tell me my mom's looking for me.
I go check on her, do whatever, go back outside and the same dude asks me if I found her and we get into casual convo. He's asking about my accent (Caribbean) and somehow we get to talking about clubs. This fool stretches like he's yawning but he exposing his whole fukking tummy to me on some bullshyt.
"Yeah, some real nice clubs out here. Gimme a call. We can hang"
I made an excuse to go find my mom and got away from that dude.
Only other time I found myself in a situation like that was when I was inside this gay club that sold liquor and me and my friends used to try and keep the buzz going ny drinking in there despite the obvious and some dude tried to roll on me.
Have nights out with Alcoholics, brehs.