Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Uptown Bronx Bound #2 Train Making *ALL* Catacoomb Stops

I don't have the luck to always get a motherfucking express train. Most of the times, it's a local. But I am a train-switching motherfucker, so when I roll in and catch the doors open on that motherfucking #2, I'm across the platform like so many pieces of blackened chewing gum.

Let me be your server. I won't spit in your shit, in fact I am very very adherent to the golden principle of food service. Enjoy your shit. Your shit should be good, and if I told you it's good, it is. Drink up, invite divinity at your table and leave me a motherfucking tip.

Also, I'm wearing some badass socks.

No more,

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