He loooooved talking to me about his shirt. The trouble was, what he was saying didn't make any sense. I bet he really does what it says.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
This kind gentleman walked with his wife, who was having an alcohol-induced tough time, to the NJ Transit train in Penn Station Friday night. When I asked if his message was for real ("Now that's a shirt, sir!"), he showed me the front, reading, DON'T F*&^ WITH ME; I'M ON VACATION.