Last Sunday afternoon, I was headed to my cousin Hipsha’s place for a party.
At 87th Street just east of Loomis, a Chicago Police cruiser quickly swerved from the right lane to the gutter, sending a wave of mucky, oily water from a clogged sewer onto a group of men sitting on milk crates outside a shuttered car wash.
The guys jumped from their crates, enraged. The cops sped off and turned down a side street. I made a U-turn.
“Did that really just happen?” I asked the men, noticing one of them had settled back on his milk crate, sipping on a 40 oz. of malt liquor.
You really need to read the entire article. It seems these fine citizens were just sitting on milk crates minding their own business when they got "sharked." Given the excessive number of potholes and standing water on the south side, you'd be hard pressed to call this anything but an accident. If it's nearly as prevalent as the writer alleges, we're pretty certain people would stop hanging out near puddles.
Frankly, the entire article seems like a justification for the writer to give the recent soakee a dollar, which he did, giving lie to the entire portion where he attempts to describe the soakee as anything but a bust-out. People with jobs and such don't hang on street corners, sitting on milk crates, sharing a bottle or watching people share a bottle.
Frankly, the entire article seems like a justification for the writer to give the recent soakee a dollar, which he did, giving lie to the entire portion where he attempts to describe the soakee as anything but a bust-out. People with jobs and such don't hang on street corners, sitting on milk crates, sharing a bottle or watching people share a bottle.