
Well I went for a walk down to the water front to do a
little scribbling, and on the way I was confronted by 7 or 8
rowdy teens on bikes, who called me "brokeback mountain" and "kiwi"
and a bounch of other gay things but I couldn't really hear the rest because
one of the little punks was staring at me and screaming, no words
just a loud screaming noise. I kept walking knowing that
I probably couldn't take one of these kids let alone 8 of them.
then 2 of them started circleing me a few times, then i assume my lack of
reaction bored them and they went away.
And that's my monday evening.
little scribbling, and on the way I was confronted by 7 or 8
rowdy teens on bikes, who called me "brokeback mountain" and "kiwi"
and a bounch of other gay things but I couldn't really hear the rest because
one of the little punks was staring at me and screaming, no words
just a loud screaming noise. I kept walking knowing that
I probably couldn't take one of these kids let alone 8 of them.
then 2 of them started circleing me a few times, then i assume my lack of
reaction bored them and they went away.
And that's my monday evening.











