Friday, August 14, 2015


You'd better start waking the shirt-fitter, and
walking the wheelbarrow home. I can tell it's 
to be one of those days. I haven't been to New 
York City in a really long time. Last time I
was here, the Twin Towers still stood  - sitting
at the Nancy Whiskey Pub, just looking downtown,
I got drunk as a skunk and left a camera there.
Then there was the time the two guys tried
playing shuffleboard but got into a fight
and it went nowhere. A few dumb punches,
one guy did lose a tooth, but I think it was
a fake tooth from a plate he had, not an
actual real tooth. Does that count?

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