"Who wants PUMPED?"

Jimmy proudly spoke, his croaked voice reaching everyone in the restaurant.

All eyes turned to the dishevelled old man.

"Which one of you sluts wants old Jimmy to pump them? Who wants this?" He grabbed his crotch and shook it in no real intended direction.

The murmurs of disgruntled patrons began to subside; the men returned to their food. It was only a few seconds later each of them noticed the women: young, old, girlfriends, wives, mothers, and daughters. They were all still looking at the intruder.

Jaws dropped at the hungry looks on the ladies' faces.