Tony is walking his wife’s dog, a small Shiz tzu.
It always takes a piss against the same lamppost on the corner of the street.
The same spot where some youngsters always hang out, with their ghetto blasters.
As his Shiz tzu is pissing against the lamppost one of the youngsters talks to him.
“That’s one gay dog.”
The old man ignores him as he light a smoke, the dog still not done peeing.
The youngster tries again, “You must be gay having such a tiny dog.”
Finally the dog is done peeing and the old man tosses away his cig.
“First you call the dog gay, then youre calling me gay?
As far as I can tell your in denial.”
The other youngsters laugh their asses off, well not literally.
“Fuck you!” The once so cool acting youngster yelled at the old man.
“Fuck me?, see.. clearly a bit on the gay side yourself.”
There might have been some asses falling off after that comeback.
“I used to be in the bizz once.” The old man tells them.
“The bizz?” One brave youngster asks him.
“Yeah, the porn bizz.” He replies.
He fixes his crotch, this tracksuit always messes up with his crotch area.
“Well it was in the beginning days of porn and I worked on a porn movie myself.”
The youngsters look at him as if they were watching a turd turning into gold.
It made the Shiz tzu shit.
“Well, I worked on the set.” He tells them, with that he is about to lose the youngsters attention.
“I worked as a towel boy, and believe me it wasn’t an easy job.”
The rest of what he had to say got muffled by him lighting up another cigarette.
“C.m was flying everywhere.. It was crazy.”
The old man turns back to where he came from, followed by his Shiz tzu.
It always takes a piss against the same lamppost on the corner of the street.
The same spot where some youngsters always hang out, with their ghetto blasters.
As his Shiz tzu is pissing against the lamppost one of the youngsters talks to him.
“That’s one gay dog.”
The old man ignores him as he light a smoke, the dog still not done peeing.
The youngster tries again, “You must be gay having such a tiny dog.”
Finally the dog is done peeing and the old man tosses away his cig.
“First you call the dog gay, then youre calling me gay?
As far as I can tell your in denial.”
The other youngsters laugh their asses off, well not literally.
“Fuck you!” The once so cool acting youngster yelled at the old man.
“Fuck me?, see.. clearly a bit on the gay side yourself.”
There might have been some asses falling off after that comeback.
“I used to be in the bizz once.” The old man tells them.
“The bizz?” One brave youngster asks him.
“Yeah, the porn bizz.” He replies.
He fixes his crotch, this tracksuit always messes up with his crotch area.
“Well it was in the beginning days of porn and I worked on a porn movie myself.”
The youngsters look at him as if they were watching a turd turning into gold.
It made the Shiz tzu shit.
“Well, I worked on the set.” He tells them, with that he is about to lose the youngsters attention.
“I worked as a towel boy, and believe me it wasn’t an easy job.”
The rest of what he had to say got muffled by him lighting up another cigarette.
“C.m was flying everywhere.. It was crazy.”
The old man turns back to where he came from, followed by his Shiz tzu.
