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The Big Apple

I’ve finally made it to my brother’s place in Brooklyn.  It was touch and go to the finish.  I got all the way to the apartment only to find that his roomate wasn’t home as promised.  After a flurry of phone calls, it was discovered that he was on his way there, and showed up minutes later.

The crazy part was that, just by chance, it was a block party on their street.  I was the only person who wasn’t Afican American.  People were friendly and saying hello.  So I calmed down and enjoyed watching the neighborhood party.

Ryan, Todd’s roomate, is cool.  He got home and we smoked out.  Need I say more.  He took me to a sub stop and mugged me…..No, he helped me get a subway pass, and we got some food.  He’s into CLassic Rock, especially Pink Floyd.  So we had a lot to talk about.

My brother gets back tomorrow.  He scheduled a wedding trip to Milwaukee without consulting me on when I was arriving……Nice.

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3 comments on “The Big Apple

  1. Hey Jerk
    I am Brad’s brother. And for the record…he fucked up on telling me what day he would be arriving and said Aug 20th instead of Aug 19th.
    Just goes to show that no matter how old you get, the little brother STILL gets picked on. Whah fucking whah..hey. At least he wasn’t raped by 4 brotha’s while waiting for Ryan. Although, he probably would have liked that.

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