A Man of Letters
Thursday, August 21, 2003
 
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So I was biking downtown yesterday, and I passed a homeless man leaning against a railing. He looked sort of pained and hunched over, and as I got closer I noticed that he was bleeding everywhere. I started to slow down to see if I could help him out, but when I got within about 10 feet, the smell of barbeque sauce hit me.

"What the...?!" I thought. "That's not blood."

I sped up and biked away from the man, who was now shirtless, and busy rubbing barbeque sauce into his torso like it was SPF 30. On my way home, all that was left was a stain on the pavement and an empty bottle of KC masterpiece where he'd been standing.

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