i was going to the 18th street post office to mail my sister's birthday present and there were two guys standing next to a homeless man lying on the sidewalk. one of the two guys grabbed my arm as i was walking by:
guy #1: is he dead?
guy #2: he's not moving at all.
me: i dunno.
(silent contemplation)
me: sir, are you dead?
(about 10 second lapse)
homeless man: no. hmph.
me: do you want my orange juice?
homeless man: yea.
(hands him orange juice)
me: i like you're hat.
homeless man: thanks.
me: okay guys. he's not dead.
guy #1: is he dead?
guy #2: he's not moving at all.
me: i dunno.
(silent contemplation)
me: sir, are you dead?
(about 10 second lapse)
homeless man: no. hmph.
me: do you want my orange juice?
homeless man: yea.
(hands him orange juice)
me: i like you're hat.
homeless man: thanks.
me: okay guys. he's not dead.