Thursday, February 5, 2009
Another sappy Manhattan story
I always thought New York City smelled like maple syrup
- poured over a puddle of vomit and urine, in a chestnut cooker fueled by contaminated diesel fuel.
Now, it turns out, I was right!
Of course, I just don't buy the whole Grade A, New Jersey Maple Syrup thing. Does it come in a bottle shaped like a refinery tank?
Fenugreek! Can't live with it ,can't live without it.
February 8, 2009 at 7:41 AM
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