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Stocky Sidekick: "Ewww! That sign says the mozzarella cheese was made in Somerville."
Tall Transvestite: "Huh?!" (obviously not one bit of interested in what her sidekick has to say)
Stocky Sidekick: "That sign says the cheese was made in Somerville. Who would want cheese made in Somerville. That is like eating cheese that was made in shit. Yuck."
Tall Transvestite: "Hi!!!!" (waving to person in tanning salon)
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Why they gotta be dissing on my Somerville?!
Now, to The King. The owners of the hair salon that I go to are presumably obsessed with Elvis. Here I have only partially documented their insane devotion...in the form of Elvis dioramas and altars in the bathroom:
Also, the courtyard of the Boston Public Library is a great place to knit. I started my Sockapalooza pal's socks there today.
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