A thief who broke into the vehicle as it was parked on 53rd Street near Second Avenue saw the explosives, then drove the van from the mostly residential block to a remote location near the waterfront.
The thief, who has an arrest record, then phoned a cop he knew from a previous run-in with the law.
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So I says to Rusty, “Dude! how could you drop the keys to the chariot?”
Didn’t Yung Tang have a hit with “Everybody Have Fun Tonight” ?
Comment by Silver Whistle on 7/5 @ 9:43 am #
Didn’t Yung Tang have a hit with “Everybody Have Fun Tonight†?
I thought he was part of the Wu-Tang Clan, who did Protect Ya Neck.
Woh! Shell suits and floppy headgear. You must be right. My bad. Couldn’t possibly be this dude
http://tinyurl.com/yrpnfu
I thought “Yung Tang” was another term for jailbait.
I actually saw Wang Chung in 1983 at the Palladium in Hollywood. They were the warmup band for the Romantics. It was a promotional gig through KROC 106.
Ah, the Romantics. I saw them, must have been 1979-80, in Orlando. When I had short hair, because I wanted to.
KROC106=KROQ106
I saw the High Victorians once. Trippy.
I tripped once at the Victorian Hotel.
Did you skin your knee?
I thought “Yung Tang†was another term for jailbait.
Ever read “Blood on the Hurdles,” by Wun Hung Lo?
High Victorians
Yeah, Hugo, Baudelaire, and Gautier on hash and opium — Les Paradis Artificiels, indeed. Then there was Poe ramped up on laudanum and whiskey, Humphrey Davy, Coleridge, and Southey with their laughing gas, ether, and opium parties… and who knows what the hell Lewis Carroll was on. Everything, apparently — mushrooms, hookahs, and pills and potions that make people shrink and time go backwards.
Hunter S. Thompson: piker.
Whoa. Those two guys sure are in a pickle. But what’s keeping the tan guy from falling on his face exactly?
“But what’s keeping the tan guy from falling on his face exactly?”
Definitely duct tape. Double-sided maybe. Swathed just under his diaper.
Comment by McGehee on 7/5 @ 11:36 am #
I tripped once at the Victorian Hotel.
Did you skin your knee?
No, I skinned my mind!
I’m not that old, and no you can’t.
Don’t you like the smell of old folks, Rusty?
Sounds you took quite a header. ;-)
Sounds you took quite a header. ;-)
I fell for a good six hours! ☺
“Ever read “Blood on the Hurdles,†by Wun Hung Lo?”
No, but I saw some good reviews for “Under the Bleachers” by Seymore Butz.
“The Russian Eunuch”, by Whobiturcockoff
#17
How old, exactly? “cause if yer talkin already in the dirt old, then no, I don’t like that smell. But if you mean older than me? Then, yes I probably should get used to it since that time isn’t too far off. And no. You can’t use the chariot either. How can I score my crank if you have the wheels?
#22
Just sort of leaky colostomy, yesterday’s cabbage kind of old.
I currently have no use for either one.