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Where does the good go

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Here’s the surest fire sign of a true New Yorker. Agreeing to attend a friend’s gamenight in Midtown on New Year’s Eve — completely forgetting that there’s this little matter of the entirety of Manhattan being shut down for some…”ball dropping.”

Well…here’s goes nothing. If no one hears from me in the next few days I am most certainly in jail for uttering the phrase “do I look like I’m trying to see some lightbulbs descend to a rooftop in 30 degree weather or do I look like I’m pissed cause I totally forgot about this stupid annoyance?” to one or more police officers.

Paypal bail money.

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