The Gonzo Wolf

I live in a super liberal trust fund baby party neighborhood. I wear this shirt sometimes. I’ve had to explain it to EVERYONE. EVERYONE.

This morning, a crippled, elderly black woman working as a polling volunteer reached out and touched me stating, “I love that shirt, young man.”

I replied, “Yes ma’am, I know you do.”

I’m not the be-all, end-all of banned books (I’ve read a few), but you should be quizzed before forcing strangers in public to endure your college library shenanigan stories.