Pete I hadn’t even thought about the G to the E/M. I’ll definitely try that. Where do you live btw? Aren’t you in Boerum Hill or one of those bocaca places?
I assume fashion week is like toy week or whatever product—when all the big fashion/clothing companies parade out there products(designs) (on runway models down runways) – get lots of press, etc.
Think of it like the car show at the Javits center.
Hell yeah. You have to be aggressive or else you will be flattened. Or you will be railroaded into flattening someone or run over a stroller being pushed by a brain dead parent into traffic, or a flaky person on a bike going the wrong way talking on a cell phone smoking a cigarette with a pit bull on a leash. Or get rearended by a person in a black gypsy cab who learned his driving skills in a place where traffic fatalities are as commonplace as the common cold, or someone double parked around a curve or illegally double parked at a major intersection while little frail old ladies shuffle along with walkers and people with no legs ride around in traffic begging in wheelchairs (wonder how they lost their legs…, or sell water in the middle of Atlantic Avenue while motorcycles weave in and out around them. Or the Farrakan boys selling potato pies on the highway ramps.
I get on at Bergen station. And work above the golf store on E54th street (across from north side of citicorp).
“I can’t chance eating hair on a pigs ass.”
That’s exactly why a lot of people are averse to rimming.
Pete I hadn’t even thought about the G to the E/M. I’ll definitely try that. Where do you live btw? Aren’t you in Boerum Hill or one of those bocaca places?
HAHAH
*rob*
I assume fashion week is like toy week or whatever product—when all the big fashion/clothing companies parade out there products(designs) (on runway models down runways) – get lots of press, etc.
Think of it like the car show at the Javits center.
*rob*, I wouldn’t say they contribute nothing — they gave you faux fur, didn’t they?
No Rob, I asked about fashion week, not the OT.
By lechacal on September 16, 2010 4:37 PM
Dona I bet you are an aggressive driver.
Me? No. I drive like Mahatma Ghandi.
Hell yeah. You have to be aggressive or else you will be flattened. Or you will be railroaded into flattening someone or run over a stroller being pushed by a brain dead parent into traffic, or a flaky person on a bike going the wrong way talking on a cell phone smoking a cigarette with a pit bull on a leash. Or get rearended by a person in a black gypsy cab who learned his driving skills in a place where traffic fatalities are as commonplace as the common cold, or someone double parked around a curve or illegally double parked at a major intersection while little frail old ladies shuffle along with walkers and people with no legs ride around in traffic begging in wheelchairs (wonder how they lost their legs…, or sell water in the middle of Atlantic Avenue while motorcycles weave in and out around them. Or the Farrakan boys selling potato pies on the highway ramps.
God help me. Someday this war is gonna end.
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What is fashion week? No seriously, can anyone give me a just the facts brief description of what it is?
essentially it’s one big circle jerk of people who contribute nothing of substance to society.
*rob*