An incident next to La rotunda de los hombres ilustres…
We got bottles and we know how to use them, mothefuhkeh!
On our way to 7-11 late last night we nearly got jumped. Unos vatos got out of a car and started talking shit. But we busted a classic LA move – keep on walking and no hacerles caso. Honestly I was more confused by a dude in white pants spouting “cholo” nonsense: “Ahora si güey! Dame el cel! A donde vas, güey?! Vente aqui!” By the way, why they wanna mess with two intimidating fellows like ourselves? Just to be safe, we bought a couple of thick coke bottles and emptied them out, no más para estar listos pa’l pedo.
