Suicidal Tendencies
Jan. 31st, 2009 12:15 amA drunken man, weatherbeaten and battered, swaying a bit and trying to find his center of gravity, was in front of me on the sidewalk on Pennsylvania just south of Colfax. As I drew near, he looked me straight in the eye and said, "All I wanted was a Pepsi."
But it turned out that what he wanted was a cigarette.
But it turned out that what he wanted was a cigarette.