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July 03, 2005

Only in NYC

More tales from Czajka

Hello all---
Just had to share this. . .it made a large and lasting impression on me.

This morning, my commute was interrupted by a sudden and unexpected
concert from a large and fragrant homeless derelict. Despite the fact
that it's hotter than an oven here, said derelict was dressed as though
he had just jumped off his snowmoblile and hopped into the subway to woo
us with ballads and songs of love.

This is what he sang (and I wrote it down soon after hearing it):

Feelings,
Nothing more than feelings.
Whoa-oh-oh, feelings.

I need some chicken.
Where is my chicken?
I got feelings for chicken.
Want to bite off it's head.

Feelings,
Whoa-oh-oh, feelings.
Love my McNuggets,
And my frozen dinner too.

Where is my chicken?
I want some chicken.

(Insert "Feelings" riff on filthy harmonica here.)

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way.
Feelings.
Chicken.

I need to get to Brooklyn.
But that ain't happening.
I got no chicken.
I got no feelings.

Y'all go to hellllllll!
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And then he panhandled.
And then I gave him two dollars.
And then he sang the entire thing, verbatim, again.

Hand that man an Emmy, sir.

Posted by nikl at July 3, 2005 02:46 PM

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'Chu gave da man $2?!? 'Chu encouraged da bombastic bum? Oh, you were so feted on that subway car, huh? Yyyyyeeaahhhh......

Posted by: Joel Johnson at July 22, 2005 01:35 PM

Is this the Chris Czajka who left such an unforgettable impression at ASU?

Posted by: Margaret Knapp at January 30, 2006 01:23 PM

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