That was one of many chants heard throughout the frigid cold night by the infamous, fanatical cult group PETA, as they (along with countless other idiots like myself) waited for the arrival of the Ringling Bros. circus elephants. The parade was scheduled to arrive at around midnight, but of course, with the weather being the coldest it's been in quite awhile, the caravan of elephants would choose tonight of all nights to be over an hour late. The extra hour proved to be a brutal test of attrition as the sharp brisk winds tore through us like a hot knife on butter. As the minutes ticked by, people were dropping like flies, unable to withstand the frosty winds and the annoying chants of the PETA people. I ran into SILENT BOB and his lovely fiance, as well as my favorite girls, FRICK and FRACK; together we made the best of a chilly situation by cracking jokes and making witty observations.
Finally, at around 1:10am, the elephants finally emerged from the tunnel and made their way across 34th street. And of course, with all of the time invested in waiting for the damn pachederms, I couldn't get a clear picture of them. It figures.So of course, after all that waiting and the much-too-brief glimpse of the elephants as they sprinted by us, the burning question that had to be asked was: We stood outside and froze our asses off for that???
Funny, I distinctly remember asking myself the same burning question last year.....
DOLLAR DRAFT MADNESS continues tonight!
NUFF SAID
6 comments:
It would have been great if those elephants stomped the PETA folks and then got a few chicken souvlakis from that place on the corner of 34th.
Swanfather,
Hello. I was just talking to Mr. Tanqueray over dinner last night at Nobu and he says that the ESPN NASCAR standings do indeed show that you are once again trailing him in the standings. He laughed about it as we drove off to my apartment in his Maserati.
Sincerely,
Gisele Bundchen
Swandaddy,
How would I go about purchasing a 3rd&Long tshirt? I don't live in NYC but whenever I'm there I come in, drink all your guinness and flirt shamlessly with your bartenders.
xoxo
Guinnessgirl
We are out of stock of Third and Long shirts for the monemt, but we are looking to re-stock for the late Spring, due to popular demand. Keep checking back for updates and keep drinking the mother's milk (aka Guinness)!
Not for nothing, but my mother's milk is a little curdled and sour!
Mr. T needs to start drinking again, his jibberish about NASCAR constipates me.
But his grappa makes me feel funny on the inside.
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