Turd Burglar

Waiting for a friend at the corner of 15th and Locust, a young boy comes zipping past, humming with drug energy. He's saying to himself, "I'd rather be a turd burglar than an ass pirate." Then, catching me looking at him, "Ahhhh. I don't like either of them." Then, more sheepishly, "I don't like faggots."