takin' it to da streetz in chicawgo

i get an endless amount of entertainment from chicago guyzzz workin' hard for their money. they often like to yap and their comments always strike me as funny. this morning i was greeted by two guyzzz workin' for da watur departmunt (i'm trying to type in their chicawgo accents here, okay?) naturally, their van was blocking my car in its parking space, so i kindly asked if they could move. one guy spots my satchlette and says, "hey, you gotz a little record in dat bag? dat's cool!" i informed him that it was indeed an old stax 45, booker t and the mg's, specifically. he was very smiley about moving his van and actually made my day start off well.

on another morning recently, i was walking WeeBeastie and a coupla guyzz was leanin' around their garbage truck on my street. one points at the canine and sezz, "hey, is dat a scot or a york? ...... a terrier, right?"

in these instances, it's no problem do have da fellah on da streetz hollerin' atcha.