And in Greenpoint, all things are possible. Especially as I just paid gas and electric. Perhaps the landlord was so thrilled by my check that he decided to gas me to death. Well, everyone knows it's not a bad way to go.
I don't have a Miracle Pet to save my life, but Slim will eventually come back from a show in Williamsburg in a few hours to find me stone dead.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
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