We were fuckin' rockstars! Every one was honkin' and screaming, it was fly and we was yellin'! hehe. Before we even walked 20 feet from the car people were hanging out the window of an apartment complex (?) praising us.
The area was awful, i couldn't see why anyone would wanna put a cos church in this part of town, crack deals going on right behind us!
"It's five. You got five? iight, six fifty!"
A guy walking around with a big ass bag and chowing on a burrito asked me if i wanted to buy a burrito
Supposedly there was a robbery, perhaps a bank robbery. (note: the bank was directly across the street
Also some heavey set guy came over and was eager to talk to us, he had been a strong critic of Scientology too and used to picket FLAG and the LA Celeb Centre. He we talked for a bit then he thanked us for fighting 'Chef's Fruity Little Club.'
When Marly wanted to take a break from passin out flyers, there was a guy whom i thought was a cop from his belt buckle, but now that i think about it he just may of just been an average Joe. I gave him a flyer and we talked for a bit, After he read the flyer he came up to me and and asked if we are affiliated with any kind of group. I told him we are all out here independently, we just organized over the internet. He shook my and and thanked me.
I think one of the funniest moments is when some drunken crack head started yelling at messenger about the flyer being erroneous and making a huge scene walked across the street and kept screaming. After he walked across the other street he started screaming at us. And i (thinking at the time he was a $cino) yelled "YOUR NOT VERY HIGH ON THAT TONE SCALE BUDDY! " Someone who knew him filled us in that he's just a drunk crack headed asshole.
Great day... a little sunburned, but still WAY worth the trip! I wanna go back =(