Somebody call God, 'cause he's missing an angel!


Will, Mangesh, David, John, AJ, Greg: I'm sure all of you are respectful, polite, gentle souls who would never dream of undressing a female stranger with your eyes while making strange hissy/kissy/lip-smacking noises at her. (Actually, I'm not sure about Greg.) But in case I'm wrong, consider yourself warned:

Guy walks up behind me, lets out a wolf whistle. Walks around in front of me and says: "Lady, has anyone told you that you have a beautiful a--? It's beautiful, and so big!" ... So I looked him in the face and said: Not as big as the a-- standing in front of me."

Alas, that's not my story. It's from Holla Back New York City, a newish blog that ensures that any man who says such a thing will find himself utterly unable to score a date with any girl who knows how to use the Internet. There are sister sites for Boston, DC, Texas, and (I suppose in the spirit of casting a wide net) Canada and Europe. And yes, someone did once try that "angel" thing on me.