...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Monday, October 06, 2008
sunday evening polka
so i was getting in my car on sunday evening when all of a sudden,
the bastard hears a polka.
and he wonders,
where the hell is THAT coming from?
turns out that yesterday was the pulaski day parade and one of the floats were driving by and they were still playing.
which was funny. but upon looking at galleries from previous pulaski day parades, the bastard has to wonder if any of the participants are really enjoying themselves. poles are a stern looking people.
—the bastard
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