If the anonymous blog literature on the subject is to be believed, Washington, D.C.'s cat-calling culture is alive, unwell, and often institutionalized. Sometimes, it's also really fucking weird.
Pick-up line depository How You Doin? records a particularly creative District come-on today:

A friend (the one in the giant banana costume) has a great response for all the creepy and cringe-inducing pick-up lines women hear every day: Shame the pick-up artist. How You Doin? collects the worst of the worst, all in a handy tumblr. Some recent failures submitted by readers:

(I was twelve at the time)
Me: [...]