Crack­head: Ladies and gen­tle­men, I’m not here to bug ya’ll, but I am here to ask you for some mon­ey. If you ain’t got mon­ey, I’ll take food.
Girl: You can have my lunch.
Crack­head: What you got there?
Girl: Steak, rice, and beans…
Crack­head: No, ba­by, I’m wor­ried about my cho­les­terol!

–4 train at 149th