While riding home last Friday, I passed by two guys talking. As is common practice in South Philly, a driver of a car, upon seeing a friend, stopped the car to talk, completely blocking the road. The SUV driver leaned out of the window to yell a "How you been doin" to his buddy with a paper plate piled with pizza slices. Pizza slice guy yells from his position on the sidewalk, "Better now, you heard I got shot right..."
I rolled on by, missing the rest of what was undoubtedly a fabulous conversation.