This past weekend, someone dragged me here in front of the P.S. 254 playground and just abandoned me during the blizzard. I tried pleading with the person, but to no avail. They just coldheartedly left me in the cold, while the snow was coming down. By Sunday morning, when I got my picture snapped, I was trapped in 13 inches of snow.
I just hope the snow melts soon. I wanna roll outta here before the parking enforcers come by and ticket me for being too close to the hydrant, ‘cuz I really don’t have $115 to pay the city – especially now that I’ve, most likely, lost my job at the supermarket.









Are you certain his mistress didn’t leave him out in the cold for paparazzi like yourself to gawk and snap photos of him in his shame and humiliation.
Looks like construction in the yard behind this cart was been delaying…
::cough cough nudge nudge wink wink::
Can anyone say “School Construction Agency”? Is it safe to say “School Construction Agency”?
“School Construction Agency” is an oxymoron. It certainly employs enough of them.
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