No need for pants on St. Patty's

You Gotta Be Nice, Damn!!

I was standing on the 38 Geary with my boyfriend going home from downtown and found myself smushed between a little group of friends who had the following conversation around me. Of course, I was eventually pulled into the conversation...

Guy1: Ay, where you goin?
Guy2: Haight. Goin to get tatted.
Guy1: What you gettin tatted?
Guy2: I dunno...
Guy1: You don't know?! ... Who you with?
Guy2: Girl
Guy1: Oh... I got jumped today by your bro Adrian.
Guy2: Why?
Guy1: I was wearing Jordan's and they jumped me and chased me down the block. He punched me in the face. He's your bro, can you talk to him?
Guy2: He don't listen to me.
Guy1: ... When does Jose get out?
Guy2: Two or three years.
Guy1: Damn...
Guy1 (to older, homeless looking man): Where you headed, bro? AKA old geezer..
[Old guy mumbles something incomprehensible]
Guy1 (looks at me): You got some pretty eyes!
[Guy2 and Old guy start cracking up at Guy1]
Guy1: WHAT?! What?! You gotta be nice! Damn!