...is Canarsie. That's where I work nights to bide my time between experiments.There's a poker game going on there, and I drive the high rollers Wild! One lady says I bring her luck. Another one says I look just like her grand daughter.
I only had one moment of panic last night when I ran out of sanka (luckily, there was no shortage of hot dogs and buns). The rest of the evening was aces and easy money!
Hi Katie, Where did you get that forlorn horse? I can't deal with my old blog so had to make a new one...
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Your blog is funny.
Thanks! and holy smoke I can't wait to read yours. How did your big test go?
ReplyDeleteMy forlorn horse is actually an exuberant donkey got at one of the choicest rummage sales in nyc!!