Tuesday, April 22, 2008
You know you're a true New Yorker when...
You know you're a true New Yorker when you're walking past dozens of pigeons and barely flinch when the wing of one flaps against your shoulder in its rush to scurry away even though you've just contracted some horrible, uncurable disease carried by the ubiquitous rat with wings.
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How bout when you're sitting in Madison Square Park, enjoying a sandwich at lunch, and one calmly hops up on your bench, waddles over to the plate next to you, calmly grabs the last piece of crust left there, hops down and waddles away? And you can only smile and marvel at the little guy's bravery?
Wait til it poops on you. Mom
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