Except, with a fur coat. (??)
So I continue on my merry way. As I am walking back to the flight, I am somewhat behind a gal walking through the concourse. I am maybe 15 steps behind her. She is in a college grey sweatshirt and jeans. She has curves. She's not fat... she just has curves.
Mr Huggy Bear is walking towards us. As he passes the girl in front of me, he raises his right hand to the brim of his hat, and says "Lady..." as he walks by, and bends the brim a smidge.
Then as he continues past her, he turns his entire upper body to watch her derriere go past. He slows his walk a bit to admire her walk, and then as he straightens up to walk forward again, he sees me, just a few steps away. He says, in his best Isaac Hayes voice;
"That.... was fiiiine."
I love the airport....
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