holy damn, i would love to be in a restaurant dining with a fine hottie wearing those pumps and even better would be if steve-o was sittin behind me in some corner playing pocket pool wtih himself to where my date had a clear view of him gazing at her shoes from time to time.
i'd love to hear her ask me a few things about what that strange man might be doing over there in the corner. i'd probably tell her he has male itch and that he's probably in la la land when he keeps looking at her side under the table
but i would be secretly enjoying how she might possibly think steve-o could be some big time perv getting his rocks off, Hee Hee (it feels so real from what I usually see or hear on the net)