Who buys fruit from a stand on the corner of 79th and 2nd Avenue? Or 14th and 3rd? How many cars, buses, trucks, how much exhaust can one peach suffer and still taste good?
Since when did the bicycle lane grow to include kids on crotch rocket Suzukis weaving in and out at 60 miles per hour? Yikes.
I think that if I drove a cab in the city, I'd be the angriest woman alive.
This ten year-old kid walking by me in the park just said to his friend, "Man, you know it's true. Girls who are ugly now, grow up pretty. Girls who are pretty now, turn out ugly." Funny.
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