An old guy on the street approached me and my roommate outside 7-11, where we were chatting and somewhat obstructing the sidewalk. He was wearing a knit cap and a black leather coat, and asked us, “Who’s in charge around here?” We of course said, “You are.”
He replied, “Why, because I’m on acid?” Old guy told us he took acid, of course he took acid, because look at what a beautiful day it was in San Francisco. It was at this point I looked down and noticed he was wearing Teva sandals over black socks, which is the preferred footwear for crazy old guys on acid.
Before he left us, the old guy had one more secret. “I hate poor people,” he confided. “You know why?” We had no idea. “Because they’ll suck your dick!”

