I was in New York City on my way to see the Lion King. It was freezing outside. All of a sudden 2 men jump out of an alley and grabbed me and my friend and dragged us back into the alley. I was covered with ice and snow from being dragged and Sherri was screaming her ass off! They were yelling that they wanted money while they were going through my purse and ripping my coat off. I was telling them to just take the purse and go while trying to get away. It was awful.
All of a sudden one of the guys goes flying backwards and slams into the wall and kind of just slides down to the ground. I look over to see a big black guy beating the living daylights out of the other guy. He looks and me and yells at us to run. I grabbed Sherri's arm and we took off slipping and sliding in the snow to get away. I got a good enough look at the guy-my hero-to recognize who it was though. IT WAS MIKE TYSON!
We ran to a nearby coffee shop and called the police. By the time they got there and checked the alley everybody was gone. I tried to contact Mike Tyson but there was no way for me to do it. So here it is - Thank you Mike Tyson for saving my life!
This whole blog was a lie. I thought Mike Tyson could use a little good publicity and I wanted to try to write a little fiction!