I can tell the so-called security men are also intimidated by him as they go above and beyond to run after his arse the entire walk around. They watch him like an eagle but keep their distance and practically recoil when he turns his gaze on any of them. It’s sad to watch, albeit amusing.

I like his insane gift of instilling fear in men without trying. It’s rekindling the horn factor in my underwear, even if my head is still a huge messy pile of poop. I feel like I’m walking ...