True NY Monsters

This artwork is by Steve Bunche:





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These are my observations on the same topic from the HF message board back in 2003 with some updates:

YAH! Man

There's an older "gentleman" who can usually be found in the lower 60's on Lexington Avenue. Often he's muttering things to himself, and may possibly panhandle a little. But once you pass by, he strikes:

"YAH!!!!"

he'd bellow, scaring the beejeezes out of you! I know his face now, so I know to expect it, but I'm sure he's bagged an antsy tourist who will have to rush back to the hotel for a change of underwear.

The HUMAN TON

I picked up some fine street cuisine from my local hot dog man one day and he told me this cool story. He once had a guy order 36 hot dogs. So I asked, "Was that for his office?"

"Oh no," hot dog man said, "he ordered one, ate it, ordered another, ate it, and so on. He ate 36 that way. Each hot dog was two bites for this man."

I guess he could see the shock on my face and he added, "The guy was 700 pounds."

I should've guessed.

The Yelling Man

I thought I heard one of those cars with a bullhorn on the roof, or an ambulance yelling for people to clear out of the way (Lennox Hill Hosptial is on the next block). I go to look out the window to see what was going on and there was this middle aged skinny dude just yelling about stuff at the top of his lungs. It was completely unintelligible. You could hear him from nearly a block away, which means something in NYC.