Week before Christmas, and I was still looking for that Christmas Spirit, not sure what I'd do if I did find it... Decided to take public transport to my drop off in the city. Memorable though the entire evening was, the overheard exchanges were best. My fav:
Girl across street screams to guy on other side
Dirt! Where Yellows?
He gone tuh check Zippers?
Thought Zippers by Rat?
Nah Rat come back in.
So who picking up Yellows bags 'cause I ready to go?
Call Sharpie nah, he up by Moose booth
...my nickname's 'Bunny", so lackluster
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