Oh Eglinton Flea Market don’t ever change.
“Hey GQ! Are you wearing a muscle shirt? How many x’s you got on ya?” – Salesperson??
“Uh, no x’s… This is straight large man.” – Me
“Damn my brotha, don’t you need some breathing room? I’ve got double xl, triple xl.” – Salesperson??
“I can breathe just fine man. I’m just waiting for someone…. And here she comes now.” – Me
Blondie walks over to me & gives me a hug.
“And that’s why I have no x’s on me, so she can hug me.” – Me (with a big grin on my face)