New York Travel

Marky Mark (no relation) was strutting around with a bunch of punk rockers in New York. A travel agent gave them the stare down, as if to say, "What, don't know I'm in the New York travel business?"

Marky Mark did know. He knew everything. "Whatcha lookin' at, ya cooky fool?"

They had come to New York to travel far away from their rigid parents. Now they could act as they liked. Marky Mark sneered; he sneered at everything.