Creepy-Creepster

So I am driving to work on Monday, just finished flossing my teeth. You read that correctly, I always floss on my way to work. I know you are jealous of my multi-tasking ablities. Anyhow, while at the stop light, I felt as if someone was staring at me, so I glance to my right. Sure enough, Creepy-Creepster, is leering at me, while wearing his sunglasses paritial on his nose. I mean how can you be a good Creepy-Creepster if you do not make direct eye contact? To top it off he was driving a kidnapper van...you know, with no windows! Yikes! I have never wanted a light to turn green faster in my life! Seriously, as the Creepy-Creepster, how does this scenerio run in your head? Do you think, if I lower my shades and stare she will roll down her window, ask to go to breakfast, give me her number, want to be my wife? Has this approach worked in the past? Did it work before you went to prison? My only peace of mind was knowing that the parking lot at work is gated. Luckily, he continued on to assault someone new.
To you, Creepy-Creepster in your white-kidnapper van, I say, QUIT BEING CREEPY!