...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
running the gauntlet 4
you know, it just figures. the boy has been asking to come to work with the bastard for months (at least ever since i brought him out to out old job for a visit) and wouldn't you know it, during lunch the police close off 32nd street due to concern over an abandoned black bag. gotta love it.