...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
unaccomplished
the bastard doesn't know how it arrives here like this.
he was trying to top off the finishing touches on his Christmas shopping.
the thing of it is.
I live on the rock of manhattan and this is souch more nightmarish than a mall.
that's correct.
the bastard prefers the mall.
you know your obstacles in the mall.
your obstacles do not stop to take pictures of the goddam tree in Rockefeller center
your obstacles are not sitting with you in the car like they are in the bus and the train.
abandon ship bitches. mission unnaccomplished.
—the bastard
Labels:
christmus time iz heeeeruh,
grief,
holidaze,
strong island,
the city
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