


Outside the hotel and getting ready to head back to the con. As we walked, we passed an old black man sitting on a bench, enjoying the lovely morning and checking out the girls' butts. As we walked by I greeted him with "Good morning, Mr. Roundtree" and the girls had no idea who he was. That's when I told them we had just walked past none other than Shaft himself.THE END. (For now...)


Did either of the girls at least ask, "who's the cat who won't cop out when there's danger all about?"
ReplyDeleteRoundtree is one of the all-time greats.