I went for lunch the other day to this awesome little Italian joint on 9th avenue and like 37th street. Totally authentic feeling, great pizzas and pastas and not all that expensive. I ordered a veggie pizza with basil and mushrooms which was absolutely delightful.
Walking back to work, I got another view of NYC which is slightly less delightful. As I walk out of the restaurant a dude drops his pants and decides that the pizza he had earlier may not have been as delightful and needed to be expelled right then and there. Dude get sup and is standing there dropping a deuce at 1pm on a Tuesday wearing a These Colors Don't Run shirt.
Sadly for him he forgot to drop his drawers when he dropped his pants, so it seems most of it was sort of self contained but there certainly were some colors that were running.
Anybody want to meet for lunch next week??
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