New series: My Homey Almost Got Clapped

Yup-Town is beginning a brand new exercise in bad taste.

Have you, or someone you know, had a memorable experience with a firearm inside the seemingly safe confines of Uptown Charlotte?

If so, send in your account. If I don't deem it entirely fabricated, you'll win a free posting of your story on this very blog.

Here's one to get us started:

My homey was walking through Fourth Ward Park one sunny afternoon after work. Suddenly, a man ran up to him, waving his arms, and related the following:

Just minutes earlier, a pick-up truck driving down Sixth Street screeched to a halt in front of the park. Two men, in the middle of a heated argument, jumped out onto the sidewalk. After some screaming and gesticulating, the driver reached back into the truck and pulled out a handgun. The other man took off through the park, and the driver jumped behind the wheel and sped away.

Not the most exciting one I've heard so far. But still, a couple minutes earlier, and my homey could have almost got clapped.

As a side note, you'd think with all the cops who like to kick it in the shade around the park on sunny days, something like this would be noticed by the Law. As it turned out, the man waving his arms was approaching my homey to see if he could use his phone to call the police.