Howie, you've gone too far

The Upper East side is loaded with assbags.
The ones in the article are just 2 of them.
 
A guy at work in the office next door has a turntable. He stared as soon as Thanksgiving was over. Thank goodness, he's playing stuff I can tolerate, as I'm in a Frank Sinatra/Dean Martin phase. He finds old LPs in second-hand stores. It's not bad and I can take it, until he starts singing. :annoyed:
 
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