My car is really dirty and gross looking and could really use a wash, but when I went by the gas station where there was a cheerleader carwash, the station was full of middle aged men standing around watching girls wash their cars and it made me feel skeevy. So my car is still dirty.
On the other hand, when I was in Sacramento and driving up to the mountains for a little mini-reunion, there were a bunch of high school soccer boys at an intersection looking for donations. When we stopped, this kind of cute, skinny 16 year-old boy in a t-shirt and shorts and a big smile sized up our car and walked over to where my (52 year-old) cousin was sitting and started blatantly flirting with her to get a donation. We gave him a buck and managed to restrain our laughter until we'd driven on.
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