Today Randy thought (well, I have no idea what he was thinking, really...) that it would be a good idea to walk over to the chain link fence that borders a main boulevard during recess. Not a problem, I think. He's just checking things out, there's no rule against being near the fence. Randy then drops his pants, facing the boulevard, full frontal. I run over there, hurrying to spare the people on their lunch break. "Um, Randy, do you have to go to the bathroom?" "No." "O.k., um, are you hot?" "No."
End of conversation. He wouldn't utter another word. Just for fun, I guess.
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