Something I love: when these NYC floozies walk around in 45 degree weather wearing costumes with their assholes hanging out and then hearing them get furious when dudes are hollering at them. Ummm, I’m sorry are you trying to not get attention showing off the size off your buttholes?
Alfredo and I are driving back from Buffalo when we pass through this cute, little quaint town. I say “dude pull over lets have lunch here! It’s so adorable.” We begin walking down this mini town and see an antique store. After talking with the store owner about how beautiful her shop is, she begins to tell us the history of MT. MORRIS, NY. About 10 years ago, A detective from NYC had gotten injured on the job and was forced to retire. During his free time, he would visit friends. One of the places he went to visit was where he had grown up, Mt. Morris. He couldn’t believe the town he had grown up in had looked like it went to hell in a handbasket. Dude was heartbroken. So this man, who was also very wealthy, bought almost ALL the property in this shit small town and charged residents almost NOTHING to rent. He had brought this place from hell to heaven, still to this day owns everything and oversees that this magical place never sees another dark day. By far one of the inspirational stories I’ve ever heard. That’s all. GO MT MORRIS, NY!!!