Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Updates will be spotty today, as your humble narrator was in a nasty car accident last night. Seems my moronic New York cab driver decided to turn into a cement divider while going 70 on the Williamsberg Bridge. I spent a lovely night getting stitched up and hitting on my hott Asian nurse.
But all is fine. Just a bit of whiplash and some new scars to impress the ladies.
Since I’m recovering today, half conscious and jacked on pills, I thought I’d honor a car wreck with an equally horrific culture wreck.
That’s right. Smoot + Hott + Small White Puppy.
And don’t give me that “Smoot doesn’t look so bad here,” or I’ll slap you with this cranial awkwardness.
His neck looks like my neck feels.
Smoot Wreck

Updates will be spotty today, as your humble narrator was in a nasty car accident last night. Seems my moronic New York cab driver decided to turn into a cement divider while going 70 on the Williamsberg Bridge. I spent a lovely night getting stitched up and hitting on my hott Asian nurse.
But all is fine. Just a bit of whiplash and some new scars to impress the ladies.
Since I’m recovering today, half conscious and jacked on pills, I thought I’d honor a car wreck with an equally horrific culture wreck.
That’s right. Smoot + Hott + Small White Puppy.
And don’t give me that “Smoot doesn’t look so bad here,” or I’ll slap you with this cranial awkwardness.
His neck looks like my neck feels.



