I saw your wandering eyes when I was at the grocery store. You were practically drooling, staring at my ass in these yoga pants. Do you seriously have no self-control? Did your mother never teach you manners? I was disgusted by the way you stared at me, but then I saw how you did it to literally every attractive woman in the store. Sometimes, you even followed them for a bit, staring at them for minutes. It was disgusting. I could practically see your boner, pervert. I know your kind, I know how lascivious and horny you are, and I have a solution for it. Self-control doesn’t seem to be your strong suit here, so maybe a very strong physical deterrent of the painful sort might do the trick. And maybe with enough time, we’ll CBT the creep out of you.
