If a dude offers you a drink of vodka in the woods to mourn his dead dog, don't do it. Sounds like a lame line, right? Well. It might surprise you how many people did and ended up in a sewer pit.
Sort of like the lame line, "Can I get a dollar to get home? Can somebody just gimme a dollar to get myself home?" from the dude in a sportscoat and baseball hat with the gym bag blocking the stairwell of the subway every other evening or so. When you don't oblige, he berates you. "Oh, you can't spare a dollar for a poor guy trying to get home." Tonight a Wall Streeter called him on it, finally. "Stuck again, huh?"
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Killing people just so he could finish filling out all the squares on his chessboard? How OCD of him.
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