Nah bruh, not buying it. Why do we do anything when we know we’re gonna die? Because it’s fun or otherwise desirable.

Shout Grand Concourse, ya heard?

This just doesn’t jibe with my experience, and I still have family there.

Maybe I’m misunderstanding. I grew up in NYC, and “father” absolutely does rhyme with “bother”. Just listen to Run DMC: “they even bother my poor father cause he’s down with me.”

Jfc, Brooklyn has really become a new place, innit.

So glad i met my wife before all this shit.

Yes, assaulting people always works wonders.