The day I didn’t get mugged August 15, 2009
Posted by AJ Pants in crime.trackback
Back when I lived in New York, I used to take the train down to Coney Island once in while. Usually out of sheer boredom.
So after a fairly pleasant day of sunbathing beside a highly noxious body of water, a large black guy came up to me as I walked back to the train.
Guy: Yo, you got a dollar?
Me: No, sorry.
Guy: How about I take it from you then?
Me: No response
Guy: Walks away
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