That young lassie, Ke$ha, has a song out, called ‘Tick Tock’ in which she says
I’m talking everyone getting crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk
I really can empathise. This is a really tricky issue. I know I’m constantly being bothered by young lads interfering with the burnt out pram in the front garden, the part of an electricity pylon, and the twsited frame of a Raleigh Burner. Not a week goes by, shed fans, when a stong young man doesn’t try to reach out and touch my oriental fishing boat . God, I try to chase them away, but they run too fast and I really can’t make a chase when I’m smoking my Regal Kingsize. I may drop it for starters.
Ke$ha. I feel your pain. Why won’t they just touch our arses instead?