Tempted, but no

So I'm driving home from work late yesterday afternoon...windows down because it's so nice out. I hear this bassy thump coming from behind but don't really think much of it. It's very annoying but common. Anyway, this dude rolls up beside me at the traffic light in this old Buick, fabric falling from the roof of the car, dents all over it, and one tire is actually the spare donut. He is layed way back in his seat, one hand draped over the steering wheel at the wrist, and his head nodding with the bass bump. I'm thinking to myself, "this cat has some serious confidence to be rolling in this and still acting out his pimp persona". I'm laughing my arse off on the inside but still amazed by his displayed confidence, wishing I had half as much.

Then it happens... He looks over at me, winks, smiles with his gold tooth, and mouths ('cause I can't hear due to the rattling of aluminum cans in the back {refer to Outkast song}), "Hey baby...can I have your number?"

Tempted, but no.