Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Swingin' Party


I happened to  be underneath the BQE  blowing a bunch of dudes for cash   food   kind words    words   walk by this tonight and wanted to take a picture but it was too dark, so I'm glad there's already one online:
Neff and a friend collected the fallen and forgotten firs around the neighborhood, and hung them in all their dry and dying glory under the BQE. There they swing and sway as the wind blows, and cars pass overhead.
Thank god - I thought the fuckers had hung themselves over the Jets choking their season away.  Well, or had conspired to assassinate the President, which, I must say, is obviously more noble than rooting for  Chris Christie  Rex fucking Ryan and his Merry Band of Douches.

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