There's a brand of cat-call you get only in the city. Last night, around 11 pm I was unlocking the door to my building. A man walked by, carrying no fewer than four, countem four, cases of Pepsi."Where's Cholly?" he says to me.
"Uh, don't know." I reply. What??
"'Cause you're one of his angels."
Oh. Charlie. Charlie's Angels. Hilarious. And all that from a guy carrying huge amounts of cola.
3 comments:
wow. that's poetry in motion. did he at least offer you a beverage for that?
I hope he meant Farrah and not the one that has a line of synthetic fabric clothing at KMart. That was so CONOVA of me.
Pepsi was on sale this week. Four for $10. So, on the upside, he seems economical.
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