10/2/09.
1:22pm.
6th Avenue at 34th Street.
I had somewhere I was trying to be. I had a little bit of a tailwind. And I might as well come right out and say it: I was enjoying myself, jutting inches in front of cars and people, rendering lane markers and crosswalks meaningless.
To a bloated throng of West-of-the-Hudson-ers, clogging the crosswalk like a weeks-old clump of congealed pubic hair:
"HEEEY! IT IS IN YOUR BEST INTEREST TO MOOOOOVE!!"
I didn't even have to slow down.
Hey, I'm ridin' here.
I'm not an asshole in real life, I just play one on two wheels.
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