02.25.10

Today on the train home from work I eavesdropped on a boy a few years younger than me with a sty on his left eyelid and a fur coat draped around his shoulders like a cape reciting chunks of the Charlie Murphy True Hollywood Stories from the Chappelle Show to his uninterested friend. But what this guy was doing wasn’t pure recitation– he framed all of the excerpts with things like: “And then Rick James says, quote here, and I’m like, shit this guy is fuckin’ hilarious!” The friend chuckled half-heartedly and played on his iPhone through the majority of the ride.