Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Buckets of Rain

I just threw up on my doorstop a little because I saw Sonny empty out his bucket so he could use it to scatter snow salt on the sidewalks surrounding Summers.


  1. It is haunting that salting sidewalks is a larger priority than me, and my friend the Old Floor.

  2. that's why I will never go to Summers. Its a dirty hell hole. I prefer my establishments crisp and clean like Cafe Asia. Besides, I'm not sure my Vespa can make it up the hill to Summers in this snow.

  3. I am sure you can catch a ride on Sexy Rexy's sidecar up to Slummers. Heroes welcome.