Saturday, August 13, 2005 - #278
In New York summers get hot, well into the hundreds
You can't walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
In New York, I just got a place in New York
New York, New York
(12:27 p.m., Brooklyn)
Posted at 12:29 PM
Filed under: Signs
Comments
word b... its hot as hell out there. went for a walk to the post office today and nearly melted. gonna get me some shelter in the frozen aisle at the Food Emporium.
Posted by: Eric Tyrer at August 13, 2005 10:52 PM
