See here. In the mean streets of this rough-and-tumble Brooklyn neighborhood, a ranting despot tyrannized innocent inhabitants, spoiling their jaunts to the yoga studio and gourmet cheese shop by spewing hateful, angry invective and generally harshing their Yankee-loving vibe. No more. Long-suffering proles of Park Slope, we know you are grateful, and we accept your thanks. Return the love by picking up a few of the tasty new iPods (did I just say that out loud?) that we're introducing next week. Namaste.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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Tasty indeed, so don't be ashamed about the truth. Now only if I had the money to taste them.... *drools*
Thanks for the post-card from home. But if you think the streets of Park Slope are "mean," you've either never been there or never seen a real rough-and-tumble Brooklyn 'hood. You should get out more, FSJ. New York City doesn't stop at the East River.
Philip: Yelp or Novell?
"Rough and Tumble"? More like home of the double wide stroller and Crock shoes.
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