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hmm – when I was living there it was just called “Ground” and I believe it was on Jersey Avenue
ok – well at least there’s a coffe house there
Biff, I always remember when we were kids and would be going batsh^t crazy hysterical laughing about something my mom would always yell, “What are you up to?” To which we’d answer with the definitive “Nothing!” She’s holler back, “whenever you guys are laughing like this cryings only minutes behind!”
She was so right. She always knew just when the laughing had crested and pandemonium was about to take over and leave one if not all injured.
Hey Dave, are you willing to pay for the service? I need a job, dammit! Me-Available! Go get kitties so I can start!
You missed the part about Rob stepping in the litter box and getting cat poo on his shoes and then slipping and falling on the big hill that is Park Slope.
BRG…that’d be a laugh. Having someone from Park Slope come to Bed Stuy to clean litter. I like that idea.
Ding, ding, ding! Poo has been mentioned – someone cross that off the list!
“I would have one here in brooklyn but I’m gone from friday morning until monday evening almost every weekend. A four day litter box is just too much!!!”
Dave, you can get *Rob* to come over on the weekends and clean the litter box and Monday morning he’d come on here and talk about Cat Poo.
It would be the ideal world!!
“She loved them so hard I was scared for their safety.”
THL, that’s a funny and descriptive phrase. My kids often love each other so hard that what starts out as a hug often ends up in fisticuffs and tears. (Fisticuffs for them and tears for me!)
The coffee house? Legal Grounds?