I have been to New York several times to visit my mother, and several other times on school field trips.
Conclusion: Yikes.
Let me recount my favorite memory from this trip:
On the bus into Harlem to take the Metro North to Connecticut (the bus smells like a mixture of pee and burnt hair) a woman and her son come onto the bus. The boy is about 4, has on a puffy coat and a hat covering his corn rows and he is hitting his mom and screaming. His mom is pulling him into the bus and then stops and starts hitting him back. Holy crap. She is wacking him. And then...ready for this...she says, and I quote (to be read with a ghetto accent)
"I'll cut you if you don't sit down, sit down!"
My first crack whore! Hooray!
Thank you New York for producing some of our nation's finest delinquents and future rap artists.
Conclusion: Yikes.
Let me recount my favorite memory from this trip:
On the bus into Harlem to take the Metro North to Connecticut (the bus smells like a mixture of pee and burnt hair) a woman and her son come onto the bus. The boy is about 4, has on a puffy coat and a hat covering his corn rows and he is hitting his mom and screaming. His mom is pulling him into the bus and then stops and starts hitting him back. Holy crap. She is wacking him. And then...ready for this...she says, and I quote (to be read with a ghetto accent)
"I'll cut you if you don't sit down, sit down!"
My first crack whore! Hooray!
Thank you New York for producing some of our nation's finest delinquents and future rap artists.
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