Debbie Does Drivel

Men can be so predictable!
I went with my hoo ha, bling bling friend for a walk last night and we ended at a picnic bench doing lunges on the seats.
Well, this late-40-ish was on his cell phone talking loudly so everyone could hear, and casting backward glances our way, as if doing lunges right behind him may offer a crotch shot or something.
So, my hoochie pal says, "We're here for your entertainment," and he lecherously grins and says, "All right!" and gets off the phone and proceeds to just watch us do lunges.
Needless to say, it was uncomfortable. So, I tell him, "We start charging after the second rep," and he's all like, "I'll pay!" and we're just all "Get a life!" and he's just standing there staring at our lunges.

What a pogohead.