(so said Lenny Bruce), and believe you me, I've tried. I had one of those Tonto suede fringe jackets when I was a lil' toughskin tyke. Anyway, this page isn't about mucoid removal, but merely a platform where I, Rollo Manhattan, "pick" my brain, comment on said pickage, and throw stuff out there to see what lands. Even with all them new-fangled iGadgets and such, it's gotten harder over the last buncha years NOT to wear stuff on one's sleeve, let alone get off, so try here I shall. Get along...
Monday, June 21, 2004
queen's not a stones throw... there's
no way i'll ever live way out there man (in queens). the f'in' train to the train to the train wasted my precious time today. also seems the mta concession stand people don't think commuters out there can get thirsty/hungry or wanna read the news either, as there aren't any concession stands... i've said it before, you know that a subway system sucks dick when the only way to tell if a train is comin' is by leaning over the tracks.
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