So… the good thing about cruising woofy blind guys is that you don’t have to worry about that whole awkward trading of glances thing.

The bad thing about cruising woofy blind guys is that you can’t make eye-contact and exchange that whole unspoken “urrr. duuude – why are you looking at me?” or “well hey there, I’m not wearing any underwear either” looks.

I’m going straight to chicken.