New York is full of them. And as soon as you get the balls up to start laying into them for being pretty boys, poseurs, hipsters, sell outs or any other slight you'd like to jab, something slaps you back hard enough you find you're looking sideways at yourself from two feet out. Everyone here is scratching against odds your dyspeptic myopia keeps out of view.
Still, I wouldn't want to be this guy.
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I don't think I've ever just found a polaroid.
I have always head a keen eye for other people's garbage.
Much to my wife's chagrin.
One time I threw out a rotten egg salad sandwich from TJs Deli. A few weeks later I came to Todd's blog and there it was, my egg salad sandwich: moldy, dilapidated and powerful.
not only have I never found a polaroid, I've never even seen a polaroid take sideways like this.
Also, Todd, that egg-salad thing is sick.
Agree with Kris. The sideways Polaroid is making me seasick.
segue -- Who is everyone voting for in the primaries?
I WANNA SLAP 'EM ALL.
aside from that polaroid of you having anal sex with george clooney, this is the gayest polaroid i have ever seen.
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