Impersonating someone can be a federal offense
SEK is inside his apartment being forced (by proximity) to listen to children playing basketball on the court adjacent to his porch.
CHILD #1: Pass the ball!
CHILD #2: I’M RAY ALLEN!
CHILD #1: Pass the damn ball!
CHILD #2: I’M RAY ALLEN!
SEK’S PORCH: I’VE BEEN HIT!
SEK: What the—
SEK exits his apartment and looks at his porch. On the ground is a shattered pot and another plant that will inevitably not survive re-potting at this time of year. There is also a basketball. SEK picks up the basketball and looks at the children on the court.
SEK: Which one of you is “RAY ALLEN”?
CHILD #1: What do you mean?
SEK: I mean, which one of you is “RAY ALLEN”?
CHILD #2: Not us.
SEK: Have a good night then.
CHILD #1: What about our ball? Can we have it back?
SEK: This isn’t your ball.
CHILD #1: It is.
SEK: So you’re “RAY ALLEN”?
CHILD #2: No one’s “RAY ALLEN”! Now give us back our ball!
SEK: This ball belongs to “RAY ALLEN.” If you’re not “RAY ALLEN,” this isn’t your ball.
SEK enters his apartment with “RAY ALLEN”‘s ball. Ten minutes pass. His doorbell rings. Standing at the door is an OLDER WOMAN with a firm grip on CHILD #2′s arm.
OLDER WOMAN: My son has something to say to you. (OLDER WOMAN elbows CHILD #2)
CHILD #2: I’m—
OLDER WOMAN: Say it!
CHILD #2: I’M RAY ALLEN!
Y’know, that was kind of a dick move on your part.
Yes. But since my porch is currently an unwilling participant in a reenactment of the Battle of Britain, I don’t really feel too bad.
is Ray Allen flying a Hurricane or a Messerschmidt in this scenario?
The fact that holding some little sod accountable for smashing things is seen as a “dick move” is one of the reasons we have so many little sods instead of little kids.
Yeah. You’re a mean Mr. Mustard, you are.
Also, too, get Ray Allen off his damn lawn.
I’M RAY ALLEN, AND SO IS MY WIFE!
y’know, Ray Allen probably wouldn’t have missed that shot.
Ray Allen wishes he had that youth and gumption.
From the way the story was going I was sort of expecting a huge crowd of children to all stand up and claim to be Ray Allen.
“I’m Ray Allen!”
“No, I’m Ray Allen!”
No, I’m Shuttlesworth.
Wait, did I get that right?
None of us are Spartacus!
Don’t poke the little bears!
Bird denied a lot of stuff too.
Dick move or not, I approve.
Did RAY ALLEN apologize for the dead flowerpot and the dying vegetation?
No. But his mother gave me $10 to replace the $30 plant he destroyed.
OLDER WOMAN is officially awesome.
We all need more OLDER WOMAN in our lives.
Ben Franklin would approve.
They really are so grateful!
I’m the mother of a 4th-grade basketballin’ boy, although not any of the boys implicated in this story, and I approved this message.
and you really should consider buying RAY ALLEN a small Christmas gift to show him that there’s no shame in stepping up and taking responsibility. It might teach him a valuable lesson. It might make a difference. It might make a new friendship.
Ray Allen is going to slash your tires, dude.
I gave him back his ball. He’ll be fine. And if he does slash my tires, well, I wouldn’t want to be the one who faces his mother when I complain about my tires being slashed, and I got the distinct impression he wouldn’t want to be either.
“Ray Allen” is not going to slash your tires but it might happen anyway.
I wouldn’t want to be the one who faces his mother when I complain about my tires being slashed
Dude, how are you going to do that without facing her?
heh
More likely, SEK will wake up to discover that he has monsters all over him.
Good thing you don’t live on my golf course ’cause “I am Tiger Woods”.
You shouldn’t have given him the ball back until he agreed to commit to Big State.
(I should note that I’ve been dealing with insomnia by watching Rescue Me. Not that that’s relevant, assholes, but fuck you.)
I am somewhat surprised that kids today would still pretend to be Ray Allen.
He’s on the Heat, that’s all they know.
Even that’s surprising for kids in southern California. Knowing LA fans, I’d have imagined that their pickup games would be staffed by ten Kobe Bryants…
No ONE wants to be Kobe
Did you ever discover which of the children was named SPALDING NBA?
As she walks away from SEK’s door, Older Woman shakes her head sadly and says, “Why couldn’t you just be World B. Free, like your father?”
Ray Allen is a decent human being.
He was busted!
Thanks for that SEK.