curing the 7-10 splits of the world, one pirouette at a time
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Welcome to New York
I just killed a monster cockroach the size of my thumb. EWEWEWEWEWWWWW. It was sitting on top of a stack of books, so I put on my trusty Jack Purcells and squished the motherfucker. I then threw out the cockroach, book and all. Sorry, Ellsworth, but "Law on the Midway" now has a permanent audience of one.