so me and a couple of the roommates decided on a whim to do a night trip to new york city since a friend of a friend goes to NYU. all in all, the trip sucked. wasted lots of money, drank very little, met a lot of pretentious NYU bitch girls with their Chanel purses and i'm-too-cool-for-you attitudes. so we all decided to hop on a train back at about 4 in the morning. in our tired, frustrated, and angry states, we met a man in Penn Station as we were waiting in line for a couple of bottles of water. in short, he was definitely experiencing some type of encephalopathy because he was acting like a lunatic, not to mention his outfit. so me and the other girls just briefly look at him to assess the level of his psychosis and he screams "STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE I'M UGLY! I'M NOT UGLY!" take a quick glance at the picture above and you tell me that doesn't deserve a double take when you're buzzed at 4 am in a train station. thank god the psycho didn't have a gun, at least to my knowledge.
p.s. this picture actually is quite accurate, except that there was a feather in his hat and one pant leg was rolled up to reveal a striped sock.
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