Hell yeah. And when a bunch of people go blind from drinking unregulated, uninspected hooch, we can just sue. Or whistle, for all the good it will do.
The city isn't playing fair.
The Pearl gets wooden planked sidewalks, wetlands, and million dollar fountains. While the park in my hood has muddy ruts from the groundskeepers driving around the paths in trucks that are too big.
Use all available roadway space. Merge late: 1 for me, 1 for you, 1 for me, 1 for you.
Or cram over as soon as possible and kvetch for 20 minutes as traffic approaching at 60mph slows safely before merging.
Isn't counterfeiting a federal offense or some shit?
Ongoing malappropriation of that catchphrase as a pretext for reactionary tirades about drunks, homeless, drug addicts, public transportation, teenagers, social services, hairstyles, antisocial behaviour, teen pregnancy, gang bangers et al, which are more or less defining characteristics of any city in the world (except Singapore, where they execute you for vagrancy)
Is fucking tedious.
Build a bridge, get over it.
And porco dio spare me any hackneyed "zinger" about the CRC.
Sorry, I already told you, i'll stop cooking fish (if that's what my leftovers are) when you stop pissing on the floor.
It's a fair trade.
When anti-social fuckers start cleaning up after their dogs then folks will no longer have to get humpy about it.
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