Again, Thomas Shea ….
“Okay. So, me, Radler and three other guys from our hall go over to the Annex to get a couple of bowls in on the alley. So, we start our first game and get through that easily enough. Then, as the second game is starting, this black guy comes walking in, smoking a cigar, looking a little ghetto and had two women walking behind him. He goes up to one of the guys, says something, then walks my way and goes to shake my hand. I shake it and he proceeds to say, “Hey man, want some pussy tonight? I got a good deal.” I look at him for a second wondering if he’s real or if it’s just a joke. I realize he is serious and I say, “No no. Thanks, I already got mine tonight.” So, then he goes over to two of the other guys from my wing and starts hustling them. They told me that he said, “Yo. Look over at them pretty eyes. Look at them. Would you like to take one of them home?” Then my friend proceeds to tell him that he’s all tanked out already and couldn’t go anymore. Then the pimp and the hoe’s proceed to leave the annex and we are all wondering what the fuck just happened because you can’t get in past the security guard.”
Indeed Thomas. What ever did happen to that security guard? I suppose we will never know.
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