Spread 'em

So i'm at this bar Lolita (should have KNOWN better) at broome and allen streets in the lower east side. i go downstairs to find the bathroom and see three guys in line so i ask the guy closest to me if it's a co-ed bathroom so i don't waste my time waiting for the men's room. He turns around, flashes a cool-aid smile and says "yeah, it's moving pretty fast though baby". i think to myself, okay nice happy guy. Of course i barely had that thought in my head for two minutes when he took the opportunity to destroy it. he turns around again and says "you can come in with me if you spread 'em!!". Before I could register the extremely high disgust factor of what he just said, he started going on and on about how good his "aim" was, which no matter how you slice it or even if you understand it, is beyond disturbing. BUT, I let him keep going just so i had time to reach for my phone and fumbled around in the dark for the camera option so i could take this asshole's picture. Then i told him "no thanks, i'll wait the extra few minutes" and I was about to snap him when he laughed and said "you're not taking my picture are you....is this for one of thoooooose websites". What I should have said was "what websites? one SUCH AS the amazing hollabacknyc.com where you can post up absolutely revolting comments that expose people like you, with your face to take the credit?" but instead I only got the back of his head when he was going into the bathroom. But considering what his face looked like, he's lucky this is the shot going up. - Phoebe