"hey"
"I was saying to blah blah blah that that looks a lot like tehREEsah"
"oh?"
"what with thah hayhr. it's gotta be tehREEsah"
"ok?"
"so I said to blah blah blah that we should see if that's tehREEsah"
"ok?"
"so I said, "hey tehREEsah" and it was you…tehREEsah"
"yeah… so you just yelled out and all."
"isn't that like the funniest thing tehREEsah?"
no dick. no it isn't. so stop talking like a frikkin mook.
go directly to die.
the bastard was born and raised on this rock we call the q boro and the one thing he could never get past is folks that sound like a sitcom about the outer boroughs. I'm waiting for ray ramano to show up on the 7 train.
can't wait until baseball season is over.
—the bastard
