Instead of racing this past weekend, I helped Kat move into her new apartment outside NYC.
We stopped in at the local Dollar Store to stock up on some low cost essentials. I tell you what, that is one scary place. I tried in vain to find sugar fags. Seem the only place that has them anymore is Five Below.
Anyway, I did find the following gems:
We also saw this odd fellow at the grocery store. Too bad I couldn't manage a frontal shot, but the creature sports a mohawk, UnderArmour shirt, and giant football padded pants.
From a turnpike rest stop. When you don't someone pissing in a urinal, might as well advertise your tasty uric acid aroma McGriddles!
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
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dude is that kid going to head butt the Fudge-cicles?
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