these are the people in my neighborhood

cast of characters:

George: Gruff, loud, older Italian gentleman, fighting weight estimated at 260 lbs., proprietor of George's Pot Pourri.

Random neighborhood woman: Many look surprisingly similar. lotsa gold, lotsa hair, lotsa lung capacity.

Scene: Outside aformentioned store.
Voice volume: Please interpret every lowercase letter as an uppercase, and read every exclamation point as a foghorn.
Topic: The weather, naturally.

alternate topics include, the state of the neighborhood [going to hell w/ these real estate values, for chrissakes!! a million five! a million five for that building she paid $25,000 for! blessed mother!]

Random neighborhood woman: What's with this weather?! This is crazy! Why's it so cold?

George: Look at you out, look how you're dressed!

Random neighborhood woman: Lookit, I got 3 jackets on, what are you talking about?! Why should I be cold?!

George: You're cold because you've got no blood!!!

oh, that's why.

...they're the people that I meet each day.