...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
on my walk to work this morning, i had seen the union thug rat in front of 375 park south. i hadn't seen the rat in quite some time. i wonder who isn't using union labor there. then the bastard remembered that he's rather think about how much he'd like coffee and an apple fritter.
so i took care of that thought instead. this story had a happy ending.