Mystery only partly solved
Sep. 8th, 2004 03:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Apparently that bike horn that I've been hearing across the street most afternoons doesn't belong to a small child as I'd assumed, but to a guy walking down the street with a shopping cart that has bags of something orange hanging from it. Presumably he's selling the orange stuff, and thus using the horn in an icecreamtruckish fashion (I have to say, I rather prefer even crappy music to this more distracting honking), but from this distance I can't figure out what on earth it might be. Cheesy popcorn, maybe? It's the right size but the wrong color for cotton candy.
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Date: 2004-09-08 10:40 pm (UTC)- Mark
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Date: 2004-09-08 11:11 pm (UTC)Andy resisted the urge to shout, "Sell drugs!" out the window. He actually bought corn from the guy once. As he puts it, "No I never said it out loud. At least not loud enough for them to hear. And I frequently bought corn. So I wan't being a good capatalist."
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Date: 2004-09-09 12:22 am (UTC)Sometimes, it's Pork Rinds
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