Meet Stuey. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it… Stu’s a little shady.
Word on the street is he’s the kind of Woollybooger you’d meet in a dark alley in Times Square at two in the morning. He’s always running a scheme, a scam, some kinda flimflam. You’ll be walking down the street, just minding your own business, when you hear a sudden “PSSST!” behind you. Then he’ll sidle up real smooth, like you're old friends, and show you a tray of "authentic" 24-karat gold Rolexes from his cousin Dom in Jersey. "Special price," he says. "A real steal." Next thing you know, you're strutting down Broadway, feeling like a million bucks. You’ll even hike up your sleeve just so passersby can get a glimpse. But in the afternoon, when you finally wake up and roll outta bed, you’ll take a look at that watch that still says 2:00 a.m. and realize you've been had. That maybe it fell off the back of a truck and really was a steal.
Long story short? Steer clear of Stu. He’s trouble.
That’s what I heard, anyway. Don't ask me how I know.
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