No place delivers up the crazy like Union Square delivers up the crazy.

If this is a shout-out to Aphex Twin then it's genius. Anything other than that?
Run.

Children on leashes never gets old. It's the equivalent of making it wear a dunce cap, or a rubber pig's mask.

"Oink for mommy!"
"Snort snort!"
"That's a good little piggy."

I've never been one to match-make but this one writes itself!

Who ever would've thought there'd be everlasting, true love out there for Bill, but I found it! Crazy, insane, stark-raving-mad love for Bill and lady X.

You owe me one Bill.

See? He took my advice and proved I was right. Ditching the pretending- to- have- nostalgia- for- the- 80's- Urban- Hip- hop- movement and directing your efforts to a genera that suits your race and hairstyle appropriately was the right move.

It brought you confidence, a cohort and better support for the do. Doesn't that feel better?

How do you say "fuck you world" with just a haircut?
* The reverse-mohawk mullet.

How do you cancel out your reverse-mohawk mullet "fuck you" to the world?
* Virgin Megastore bag and a Pabst Blue Ribbon belt-buckle.

He was once "The 6' 7" Jew Spiritual Healer who will Rap for You" but he's gotten a haircut and should only be referred to now as "The 6' 7" Fratguy," or "The 6' 7" Jock" or "The 6' 7" Sporto."

So I go away for one week and the Gravers at Union Square make the Post and about 40 other web pages.

This all started gradually enough as I've written about years ago on my site with the play fighting, pretend weapons and roll-playing. But now it's evolved into full-blown PRETEND FIGHTING! Yeah, that's right! Can you believe it?!?! Fake punching and kicks and two people who're only gonna be stopped by getting too tired to swing fruitless swipes at each other after two and a half minutes!

Show's over people. The cops have arrived and there ain't nothin' more to see. Move along. Move along. It's just gravers.