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“The way ET dresses, between the shoes and the hair, and with that pimpmobile she drives, she’s a cross-dresser’s worst nightmare.”
I’m a ‘Lovely Lady’
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rf8YwjEBuqM
Legion, you describe my mortal fear about Coney Island. What are they going to replace the two headed lady, shoot the freak, and the rickety Cyclone with???? Not that I like Shoot the Freak. It is going to be all shiny and organic and full of bright young entrepreneurs and hotels and I am going to sit on the corner of the boardwalk (without nails sticking up) and CRY!!!!!! The world NEEDS a few seedy run down dumps. The human race needs to slum!!! (ocassionally)
CGar, LOL! Hydrants are fair game! Nasty woman can only be thankful that you were that successful. : P
CGar, i think she fancys herself “Priscilla, Queen of the Ridge.”
If I were a gay man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d biddy biddy bum.
If I were a gay man.
I would have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy gay,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
Legion, the SE corner of 42nd and 8th was the worst. As you went up 8th Ave, there were a lot of really sleazy hustler bars. I had a blast around there back in the day.
The way ET dresses, between the shoes and the hair, and with that pimpmobile she drives, she’s a cross-dresser’s worst nightmare.
“Much as I hate to quibble, Biff, often posters pray DURING a gathering that they will survive the night and get home unscathed (or, scathed, as the case may be).”
Some have even been known to pray to the Porcelain God AFTER a gathering.
Posted by: Biff Champion at April 1, 2010 9:53 AM
Biff, also known as driving the Porcelain bus….
Oh, Cobble, there you are! I was just looking around the office for you. So, I walked CDog past that mean woman’s house this morning, as I always do, and CDog pulls up alongside the woman’s tree well and new tree, and I’m in no mood for a confrontation at 6:30am, so I try and pull her away, but she digs in, and the more I pull, the more she digs in. (Clearly, CDog knows a nasty woman when she sees one.) Finally, we compromised. I managed to pull her away from the tree well, but let her pee on the woman’s hydrant.