You know for the most part the stories you hear are about as true as the psychic gas bubbles coming from my little rhyming rear. As NYers aren't that bad one bit besides the odd nitwit. But I suppose you can find those everywhere out there and so a few nut jobs get a shout out at my lair.
Nut number one was a tye dye shirt wearing woman who liked to chirp. No, she did not burp. But she sat there with her flashy wear and stared at some poor kid who just blinked his eye lid, like "What the feck are you looking at me for" and kept up her chirping encore. She was truly on something I'd say and sounded like a real bird too as she chirped away.
Nut number two was one Pat had to swear at to get to shoo. This asian guy had towels walking around the hotel giving the same cry. "Would you like a towel" he kept saying over and over giving a howl. He followed Pat from the elevator to the door even after Pat said no more and more. I think he was a nut that wanted a tip as he was no employee for they would get a grip. But when Pat told him he did not want any fecking towel he stopped his howl, gave a little round faced pout and walked off after causing Pat to shout.
Nuts number whatever, really thought they were clever. I mean people dressed up as the statue of liberty and standing there, moving creepily at their corner lair. They are worse than mimes in every way and really were quite the whacko display. Imagine that for work? Pffft would not leave me with a smirk.
The airport nuts were crazy and their eyes must have been hazy. I mean does Pat look like a guy that would give a bomb a try? Out of all the people there he was singled out to be dusted for residue when going to the NY lair. When coming back all had such an attack. But going there it was just him? I guess NS must really be scary and make things look grim.
Another nut who Pat saw when actually using a public loo which still causes ocd to shake the cat's paw in a nasty way was a guy who is quite talented at the urnial bay. He was taking a leak and texting at the same time. I guess he really had to get back to that chime. Plus he didn't even wash his hands when leaving the place, which is such a disgrace.
Does Blabber getting Pat on the wrong train count as crazy too? Bah, I'll let that one go at my zoo. Actually the cat will never let her live that one down, taking Pat to some far away town. What? Ten minutes or so is far right? It surely had to be such an awful plight.
Just the other day I was speaking of Booger at Penguin Man's bay. That is the guy from Revenge of the Nerds if you don't know and Pat also saw a wannabe at NY's show. As Blabber was driving along he had his finger up his nose. Oh and in traffic Blabber's driving might curl your toes. That is just a warning to all as everyone said it at her stall.
Then there was the other elevator girl that gave hitting on Pat a whirl. But all Pat could see was that she was in bare feet and thought it was nasty. Walking around the hotel in such a way with all the germs on the floor there for display. Eww and eww some more. So Pat dashed out the elevator door.
And the cream of the crop is what Pat saw as he was doing a plane hop. At the airport there was this strange little man who seemed to be a big Michael Jackson fan. At least that is what Pat thought of as he pulled at his glove. For his face was half white and half black. No joke on such an attack. He went along all half and half to his flight and even curl his lip and did a little spin that was quite the fright. Maybe a mixture of Elvis too? Or he really really had to go to the loo. Etiher way it was quite the display and it was in Toronto's airport bay. Maybe he was really from New York though or that crazy LA show.
And that was all the weirdos Pat saw and I guess most just had a flaw, as none were really scary what so ever. So the TV is a liar in that endeavor. Now if you go down to Deliverance town that might get the scary crown. But Pat will avoid that place as his travels continue each year and hopefully not catch sight of such banjo playing fear. So don't be afraid to trespass as all it takes is some common sense which I guess Pat has some as well as my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.