It Takes Commitment
This photo was made possible with the help of Jennigirl and, of course, Sparkle Motion. In other news, the days of rage continue on the streets of madhattan. Picture it, I’m in an elevator with a very buttoned-up lady sporting bifocals with a beaded chain, and two hottie bike messengers. As the ‘vator makes its descent, one of the messengers gets a text message. He reads it, then starts muttering with increasing intensity “You fucking cunt…you Fucking Cunt…YOU FUCKING CUNT…” Bifocal lady looks like she’s gonna choke on her chain, and hottie messenger #2 looks uncomfortable and trapped. Angry bike messenger storms out of the elevator as soon as we reach terra firma, makes a bee line for the nearest street sign (a nice big orange one that says Road Work Ahead) and starts whaling on it full force with his fist. I stick around for a few seconds to see if he’ll actually shatter his hand, then get nervous and take off to get a diet coke. Maybe going to Israel isn’t such a bad idea after all.