Trotsky

So, a Russian fella ended up in Bed #237; says his name is Art.  It's important to understand that their initial goal is simply to make the subject's acquaintance, which he went out of his way to do.  Then I started seeing him a different spots around town.  Another guy in a bed near me who has multiple substance abuse problems and has blown at least three jobs in past 2 months likes to taunt me when shows up completely incoherent every afternoon.  As is my prerogative, I got angry because I'd tried to stop him by telling him nicely at least twice previously, but he's a bit immature and, as I said, gets wasted every day.  After I yelled at him, Trotsky said to me, as if he was admonishing me, "John, John, John, tsk, tsk tsk."  Dude can barely speak English.  If I'm pushed to snap, he'll be the one to get it and it will not be pretty.  He smirks in the second video; such a dead give-away.  I AM NOT A WILLING PARTICIPANT.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yv0vjClXSI&list=UUPfoYA7_xi6aGFtPfWHGwVw&index=1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEfWW7tDL_A&list=UUPfoYA7_xi6aGFtPfWHGwVw&index=3

For some reason, I can no longer embed videos on this blog.  Stange. 

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