A bottle of vodka with his name on it

Tonight, about half an hour ago at Hollywood Video.  A gang of five or six guys in their late teens, early twenties, roaming through the aisles, talking loudly back and forth over the tops of the shelves, making the pretty young manager and the teenage clerk behind the counter nervous.

The guys aren't really punks, but they're acting like punks to amuse each other.

First fake punk (interrupting a conversation he's been having on his cell to call out to his buds):  So what are we doing tonight, guys?  Watching movies?

Second punk:  Watching movies!

Third punk:  And getting drunk!

First punk:  Getting drunk?

Second, fourth, and fifth punk toghether:  Getting drunk?

Third punk (his decision's final):  Getting drunk.  There's a bottle of vodka with my name on it!

First punk (going back to his phone conversation):  You heard?  Yeah.  Well, you know how it is.  You fall in with the wrong crowd.  Let me rephrase that.  You fall in with the right crowd and you take that first sip?

Comments

[The Heretik]

Ambition is such a dangerous thing.

[Jedmunds]

Have any idea what they rented? I'm hoping it was something like 400 blows. That would make me laugh.

[harry near indy]

another harvey pekar-like moment.

i'd recommend finding an illustrator and putting that into a comic.

[CaliforniaDrySherry]

Wow - who knew they made Drunk Punk vodka?

[Todd]

"Drunk Punk Vodka - it's got your name on it!"

[Lance]

Harry,

Pekar never answers my calls. I should do my own illustrations. I used to be something of a cartoonist, as readers of this old post of mine, We were artists once and young, know.

[harry near indy]

pekar doesn't illustrate his work -- iirc, he does panels with stick figures in them, then has other people make the better illustrations. outside of robert crumb and joe sacco, his illustrators are fairly obscure.