When I was on vacation in California with my family we all saw a twinky kind of blonde guy on the side of a road near Lake Tahoe who was wearing shorts that were pulled down just enough so that his boner, dark brown pubes, and hairy balls were sticking out. My father was driving and he busted out laughing, my mother looked shocked, and my grandmother screamed in horror. I was just entering puberty around this time and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, and I couldn’t understand why a guy would do that, because it was basically asking to beaten up or killed by some angry redneck or cop. He was standing on my side of the car as we went past, and we had to go slow because it was a sharp corner, and he looked right at me and gave me a big smile. My grandmother yelled “It’s those horrible hippies, they have no decency!”. My father was laughing hard, and my mother was saying “that kid must’ve been high on pot!”. I remember at that age being afraid of drugs, but if this is what smoking pot made guys do, then I was definitely interested in smoking pot with guys I liked! It took a few years, but I eventually did find out that smoking pot did make you fucking horny.