Tough times in Brooklyn, where an altercation between neighbors got very, very real: "The victim, who lives between Third and Fourth avenues, told police that he and his girlfriend returned to their building at 5 am to be welcomed by the aroma of excrement. The couple investigated the smell, only to find – we kid you not – a drunken man 'covered in fecal matter' sitting on the stairs outside his own apartment in the building. The man had damaged the victim's door, which was now also 'covered in fecal matter,' according to a complaint filed with the Brooklyn DA's office."
Maybe the guy had just been shopping for lingerie. Anyway, read on (if you dare) to learn about an apparent guest service the Marriott hotel group offers its patrons. The zeitgeist? It is indeed fecal.
...this is his "rock bottom" story, here's hoping that the man in question goes on to do great things and finds purpose.
I can't wait to read Bry's apology for this...
Damn Tucker Max wannabees.
It's the guy behind Winkie's!
No, it's not!
Not true.
Is there an animated re-creation yet?
Nice.
"the drunken defecator attacked the victim, punching him in the mouth and biting his hand"
I AM GOING TO ASSUME HE PUNCHED HIM WITH A POO COVERED HAND AND OH MY GOD I. WOULD. DIE.
Yeah. Things can always be worse, right? Just add doody.
"Sir, can you explain why you entered the Livingston Street apartment building, got naked, took a dump in the laundry room, and smeared poo on the walls?"
"I thought it was the Brooklyn Marriott"
"Oh, well, alright then."
Some of us call that "Saturday night".
"welcomed" seems like an odd choice of word.
This story is so upsettingly gross, that when reading it on the front page, when I got to "READ MORE" my mind yelled out NO!