I was locking up my bike as the two guys walked past me, into the all-night deli. They were both bigger, muscular, short hair, tattooed arms, and these punksorta tee-shirts (Agnostic Front?). I just wanted some Chipitos, so I walked in, as as I passed the one guy getting beer out of one of the case's he looked at me, my t-shirt, then back at my face and said "What, are you some sorta fag?" Grinning, , I said "Smile when you say that, mister." He smiled, grab the back of my head, and we started making out right there in the freezer section.

He said it again. The clerk said "that's $3.98, sir." "oh, sorry" as i pushed a twenty across the counter. Alone in the store with just the 2 Koreans clerks, "Wish You Were Here" playing on the radio, I tried calculating how much acid I did in college................