Not much to report yet. My flight was rather ordinary, as was the coffee I had this morning—which tasted the same as Colorado coffee, though it cost me $1.50 more. Maybe because of the fancy paper cup with fold-out cardboard handles. Or maybe because Mayor Bloomberg is an insane tax pimp.
Anyway, in the Big Apple’s defense, the poppy bagel and whitefish salad I had for breakfast was superb. As was the kosher dill pickle I bought from the same deli. But then, it’s hardly news that New York has it’s share of Jews, right?
So. Off to a souvenir shop to pick up a pewter Statue of Liberty figurine, which I plan to drill a hole through and wear around my neck like a piece of super-nationalist bling bling. And in a pinch, I can hurry it into a sock and wield like a blackjack should anyone dare question my patriotism. The whiny little bitches.
Try to check out the ‘Communists for Kerry’ party while you’re there. They have one of the funniest scams going right now.
Have fun, and don’t forget to bring back souvenirs for everyone!
You’re race pimpin again. This time with the bling.
Bling bling, you mean. You can’t leave out the second bling, or you’re just engaging in crazy talk.
Jeff you make me chortle with delight daily, you are a delight.
You’re probably the most stylin’ ‘Publican in the city with the Liberty bling (sorry, I don’t like the ‘double bling’ phrase either.)
I’ll there soon! Save some fun for me!
The only instances in which solitary ‘bling’ is permitted (without its companion ‘bling’
are in coining neologisms (verbing the noun, and so on). So one can say ‘ I be blingin’ 2nite, yo’, but, as Jeff avers, to say ‘I gots lotsa bling 2nite’ is just crazy talk.
bling??