I went to a party from a website, I may have just joined, I'm not really sure. Bootsnall.com - ever heard of it? Well, there was free wine, a flag quiz, and free wine. I left at about 11 or so and walked back down Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd looking for either bus 4 or 44, not seeing it I kept on walking. I came to Freemont Street and I knew that one of those buses went down it.
As I crossed, a black guy said "Hey, how's it goin'?" I said "Pretty-good!", "Can you spare some change?" Me - "No, sorry." I kept walking, well limping because my ankle is a little jacked up right now. Three brothers and a black lady were coming up the sidewalk, one of them said "Hey, what's going on?" Me - "Not much." And, when I came up to the black lady she immediately did a 180 and said "Can I walk wich you?" Me - "Hee hee." Her "You know you're a sweetheart?" Me "Hee hee," still limping quickly along. She peeled off at about that time. I came to bus stop, called the number and was told a bus was coming in 1 minute, I was like SWEEET! Counted up my shrapnel and fisted it for quick deposition into the coin-taker. Made it back to the hizzle, I might have watched a lil' bit of televizzle before sacking out.
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Yeah man, I'm liking the posts about black vagrants you meet in Portland late at night...
ReplyDeleteI have the same response though: "There's black people in Portland?!"
HOW'D THEY GET OUT OF SEATTLE?
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