Oh the contrast in couples. We have the couple on the top giving absolutely zero fucks right now about anyone who sees and chomping at the bit to go home and have sex. Then we have the couple on the bottom extremely confused and trying to figure out just exactly how they are going to have sex when they get home. Different styles, same old ferry. The chronicles continue.
Showing posts with label Ferry Chronicles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ferry Chronicles. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Chronicles of the Staten Island Ferry: It's Better Than Walmart
Everyone who reads this shit knows that I am from the borough known as Staten Island and I make fun of it a lot and I ride that free ferry where I just see tons of shit that people need to be subjected to at least once in their life. Such as ridiculous outfits from people like this. What the fuck are you wearing hun? Neon yellow fishnets, it looks like you killed a gay grizzly bear and put him on your feet, hula hoops, a back pack, where the fuck were you? This is at like 3 in the morning on a Friday night at the ferry terminal. Where the fuck could you have possibly gone? It's Friday in New York fucking city, how do you go out in public looking like this? This is just day one of the chronicles, wait until Halloween next weekend. We'll be seeing creatures you didn't even know existed. However, more from this weekend will be heading your way tomorrow. It's what I do on the weekends. Shit like this needs to be seen by the world. It's the chronicles of the Staten Island Ferry, and they will be now be shared for everyone.
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