Hometown Memories: The Flasher

My friends and I shared some very interesting experiences during our teenage years, but nothing quite compares to what happened at the bus stop in the image below.

I lived just down the street on the right.

We were about 16 or so at the time, heading downtown, chatting away as we waited for the bus to arrive. A man in a trench coat (so clich�) approached, called out to us, and when we turned to look at him, he opened up his coat and flashed us.

And what was our reaction?

Dead silence for a few seconds with this look on our faces:

Followed by this:

We laughed so hard, and made such snarky remarks that the pervert shut his coat and ran away. In hindsight, we should have called the police and reported the incident. But we were young and na�ve and not thinking clearly. The whole experience was shocking and gross and weird and funny.

Has anything like this ever happened to you?