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If anything, haven't I disproven SoCal's notion of me? I clearly have no problem stating when I don't know something.
Someday, I will share with you some secrets of the UWS. After all, while I am only a recent settler, I did spend my school years there and my wife is a local. Of course, time is not on our side as things disappear by the month.
A few years ago, some guy was trying to sell me candy bars while I was walking down Fifth Avenue. I figured I could use a bite to eat, so I said I'd take one for a dollar or dollar fifty, whatever he was charging. I pulled out my wallet and realized I only had a ten; he had no change. Instead of letting me leave, he insisted that I take multiple candy bars instead of just one. I said no and walked away, but he kept hassling me, eventually grabbing my shoulders and trying to get me to turn around. I threw his hands off of me, turned around and told him he better not ******* touch me again. He said, "You are one scary motherfucker!" and ran away.
Can I rent you when I need some muscle?