Hey, can you stop peeing on my sidewalk?
Or “Happy new years! lets go pee on our neighbors street!”
In Philadelphia we have this celebration / tradition of sorts, called The Mummers.
I like to refer to it as “the day of assholes”.
I woke up on New Years day, looking forward to a day of relaxation, peace, quiet, a law & order marathon… but instead, I found my self in a world of costumed men, wearing thick makeup, carrying umbrellas, and urine.
Call me a snob, but I’ve got this problem with people who get drunk, dress up like clowns, march down the street in large packs, and pee on things.
Maybe I’m just stuck up, I don’t know.
I spent the day stepping in and out of my front door asking said drunk make up wearing clowns to stop peeing on my curb, street, neighbors wall, the car in front of my house, my motorcycle (its got a cover on it, so it MUST be ok to stand behind and pee on…), instead of relaxing, chilling, going to a friends new years day party, watching the law & order I wanted to watch, and etc etc etc…
To make my day less sucky, I’ll share with you what I saw every few minutes all day long….
With that wonderful visage engrained in your eyes, burning from the inside, I bid you a happy new years, and hope everyone had a great time last night.
Matt! 2:53 pm on January 2, 2008 Permalink
LOLOLOL. You poor bastard… and you wonder why I own guns.
Lee_ahh 11:10 pm on January 7, 2008 Permalink
Next year, I’ll offer N’s photography (and zoom lens) services to you on New Year’s day so that we can take photos of these guys and put them all over the internet.