As I write this, I’m sitting on the roof of 209 Pearl Street with a cup of ice cold cider after a long day of work, listening to the Hare Krishnas chant in the distance, and watching strippers roll joints in the alley below. It’s kind of magical.
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This may be the best thing I’ve read all week.
I was squinting like a mole thrust into the sunshine.
Do you even have eyeballs?
http://simpsons.wikia.com/wiki/Hans_Moleman
I was really disappointed to know those nice young ladies are getting high before work
Can’t get that kind of vibe anywhere but Ypsilanti.
Maybe someday you can build a roof garden or something :)
You can grow pot up there and invite the strippers up to tend the fields.
way to blow the strippers’ cover….
I like it. :)