I am on my phone checking emails when I see you are totally staring at my hairy arms in the distance. I catch onto what you are doing and call you out on it. Why don't you just come closer and get a look? It's rude to stare anyways and not say something. Get much closer and worship these arms like you were born to do. Tell me how perfect my hairy arms are and how much you love them, forever! You will be in trouble if I catch you worshiping another girl's arms!