I was walking along 42nd street on my lunch today. That's not unusual; I work in Times Square. I'm used to seeing really strange things and not wasting a second glance on them. However, today I saw something that truly grossed me out.
I had just passed the new mural on 42nd street when I noticed a man walking toward me. He had no shirt on under his long and very dirty trench coat, which caught my eye immediately. While trying not to make eye contact with the guy I got closer and realized he was doing an "I'm totally insane and out of my mind" dance right there in front of me. That's when I saw that his penis was hanging out the fly of his pants.
Yep, he had intentionally pulled it out in addition to his "crazier than Joaquin Phoenix" dance. Well, as you can guess I ran on past him trying not to vomit as I did so.
He Who Laughs convinced me that he was picked up by the police. But I have no guarantee that he actually was arrested. He might still be out there somewhere dancing and showing off his "goods." (Eww...I'm totally gagging over here.) Can he even be counted as a flasher? He just let it hang out!!
I leave you humming "Flash (The Theme Song to Flash Gordon)."
Is it the same guy we saw sleeping on his back with his hand in his pants at Columbus Circle? Remember? We were trying to eat our donuts.
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