Monday, July 9, 2007

FLY ME TO THE MOON AT 7TH AND MONTANA ...!

                             

Roll Over, Beethoven, there's a new "Moonlight Sonata" in town.  It seems that yet another Inebriated Bum has taken up residence in our midst, this time pulling his pants down and settling-in for a nice, long nap by the entry to Our Favorite Parking Lot.  In the interest of Full Disclosure, I must give credit to Robin and Genevieve for making the discovery.  "This is the third Full Moon we've seen this month," quipped Genevieve, shortly after noticing yet another butt crack smiling at her from the sidewalk.  As for me, I guess I've become jaded by all the comings and goings at 7th and Montana.  Three Full Moons a month seems normal.  Call me when the Werewolves arrive ...!

6 comments:

gazker said...

At least you have somewhere to park your bike now!
Gaz ;-)

mpnaz58 said...

That certainly lends new meaning to full moon!  If its an old moon, does it mean its an old bum??  Ewwww...
xoxo ~Myra

tenyearnap said...

Maybe someone should drag him into the shade? The butt is looking a bit sunburned. --Cin

acoward15 said...

It's probably just a new piece of community art.
http://journals.aol.co.uk/acoward15/andy-the-bastard

stupidsheetguy said...

LOL, that's just flat-out funny. Almost said flatulent...

beckiepainton said...

That grass looks so comfy though, butt out or not id lay on it too....