i like to take the alleys as much as possible when on foot or bicycle.
this morning coming back from the food bank
i noticed a young thuggish looking gentleman concealing a gun under his t-shirt.
i followed him across the street and into the alley a little curious, committed to my route, and figuring he had no beef with me.
eventually he felt me following him, got a little nervous and swung around showing me the weapon and his rather toned abs and said,
"you got a fucking problem motherfucker?"
"uhm. yes. clearly." (i mean the groceries! the gun!)
"you with andre?"
"oh no. i am with god brother"
"keep moving faggot."
"thank you. have a nice day"
now to the lunch!