Today, this mentally unstable gentleman wearing a Jason Voorhees mask menaced the Subway sandwich shop where I buy my lunch. He blocked the door, ranting in that unintelligible way that bums do, angrily shaking his cane at the befuddled Pakistani clerks. Threats to call the police did not phase him; when he suddenly left it was likely due to frustration, or the voices in his head telling him that Quiznos is superior. Now he's loose on the streets. Or maybe he's in your house... Yes, YOU, your house!

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