curing the 7-10 splits of the world, one pirouette at a time
Monday, February 27, 2006
Whatcha gonna do?
Last night, as I was walking home from Argo, a Chicago police truck (a.k.a. the gov't sponsored drunk bus) drove up Rush Street with I-shit-you-not the "Bad Boys" song blaring from its loudspeaker.
4 comments:
Daaaamn Gina!
That's six kinds of Awesome!
My life feels empty having missed that experience. That is awesome!
Yeah, it really was. Awesome.
And this time, I think "awesome" really is the only appropriate word to describe the experience.
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