Whatever Strikes my Fancy.
Elaine and I went out today to run a couple errands and while walking down Greorgia in by the Art Gallery some skater-girl comes up to us:
"Excuse me," she says. "Excuse me."
I look over, expecting that I am going to be asked for change. But I bite anyway, "Yes?"
"Can I buy your shirt?"
O.K. I wasn't expecting that. I was wearing my black on black "I ♥ NY" shirt.
"Not a chance," I reply. "This was next to impossible to find."
Too funny.
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/398983.html