lol, hooka's isn't bad. I got one tho.
*Ahem*
So a while back I was at a baseball game at Fenway Park (in Boston for those who don't know).
The crowd there is notoriously rough, but I was about to find out just how rough.
"HOT DOGS, GETCHA HOG DOGS HEAR" A concessions man is doing his 'rounds' & probably reflecting on what went wrong in his life.
As he passes down the stairs by my row he slips on some discarded trash, sending him and his insatiable income tumbling.
Hot dogs & popcorn go everywhere, leaving this poor SOB covered in more meat than most men would find comfortable.
He sighs, brushes himself off & proceeds to tend to what's left of his delicious dividends.
It is then that the raucous cry of a man with a heavy Boston accent rings out from behind me.
"HEY LOOSA....LOOSA", He hoots without shame.
"LOOSA.... HEY LOOSA!!", He continues as he receives no acknowledgement from the fallen snack-hawker, no doubt long past his first beer.
"LOOSA, HEY LOOSA... YAH YOU!", He finally catches the attention of the man on the ground, who looks up with a most disconcerted expression.
In a droll and sadistic way he lets out the ever-so important comment he's been building up to:
"HEY LOOSA!! YA DROP YA WEINA?"
He proceeds to laugh, deeply satisfied that he's 'made a funny'.
The clearly miffed provision peddler holds his tongue with the will of a thousand John Henry' as he turns to continue his faceless trek serving the 'Great American Pass-time'.
....Don't get me wrong, I laughed my ass off after he turned around, lol.
This is a much better story if you actually know what a heavy Boston accent sounds like =P
