In Will Rogers State Park in Los Angeles. Two young women wearing "come get me" dresses and F me heels, tottering up a very steep hill toward the polo field. The first one said, "I told him. If you want to date a woman like me, you have to act like a man." The second one nodded and said, "Yeah. He needs to step it up if he wants to play in our league."
Silence for a minute. It's a steep climb on a warm day.
As they reached the edge of the parking lot, the second one said, almost gasping, "My feet are killing me."
The first one, very evenly. "Yes. But at least we saved the $12 on parking."