Me, TO and Raf
My friend Paul noticed him during our meal at Houston’s in Miami. I said he should say something, but Paul informed me he is known for having a peculiar personality and may not take kindly to our intrusion, he was after all, having dinner, joined by two other lovely-looking ladies. I had my camera on me and suggested I walk over and ask him to take a picture with my son. No one can say no to my son. Paul thought it wasn’t a goood idea and preferred his idea, which consisted of leering at him through dinner and when TO would eventually turn his head to notice someone ogling him, Paul would tilt his head, nod; giving a knowing smile that says, “I know who you are, I won’t be fanatical about it, but I wanted you to know, that I know.” You get the point. I thought it was very creepy and after further investigation and litigation, Paul agreed. We wondered what to say. I suggested…
Hi, I’m really sorry to bother you, do you mind if I took a picture of you with my son?”
Tonya and Paul both agreed i couldn’t approach him like he was my friend. Instead he suggested….
Mr. Owens. I know who you are, and I know you are the best at what you do, and I respect that. Would you mind very much If I got a picture of you with my son?”
I thought that was fucking absurd and long winded, what does TO care that I know he’s the best at what he does? Tonya said, Paul’s line was better, which confused me more. I took the camera and made to take the baby but noticed he was sleeping. I began to shake the car-seat we had him in.
“We can’t do it without him.”
“We’re not even on dessert.”
“Yeah, but just in case he leaves early.”

This is me, my boy and Terrell Owens from the Dallas Cowboy, we used my line to seal the deal and one of the ladies at the table told me to get in the picture.

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