This was intended to be sung to the same tune as the FCR - New Car commercial. (BTW - if what you really want is your free credit report go to the government credit report site where they don't make you enroll is some crap you don't need.)
Do not read if you feel queasy!
We were riding on the subway
down to High Line Park
Started out standing 'til I found
a place for my ass to park.
At Penn Station
the seat next to me
which previously had been taken
was now completely free.
Turned around and then
I turned right back.
A guy was sittin' there
and he began to yak.
B-E-E-R
that spells "beer".
What was coming out of him
was golden-ish and clear.
It was shooting out
like from a fire hose.
Coming out his mouth
and also through his nose.
But that's not the worst part
about the emetic.
I found the woman I was with, well,
she was sittin' in it!
Jumped off the train
and we ran;
up and down the street
looking for a public can.
At Mickey D's,
I bought a drink;
so she could use the bathroom
and wash her shorts in the sink.
And, no, I'm not lookin'
for any pity.
It's just another day
in New York City.
BTW - the new High Line Park is quite nice.
If you're looking for the funniest stuff, I suggest starting with the Steve, Don't Eat It Homage and then the travel category. You're on your own with the older posts that have yet to be categorized.
Monday, August 31, 2009
New Yak City
Posted by talljay at 8:41 AM
Labels: ick factor, The City
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