U R NOT XTREME

Posted on February 18, 2014     3 Comments

I just endured the sheer discomfort of walking by a group of rowdy (read: inebriated) teens as I left my boyfriend’s theatre on 52nd Street.  There were four boys, dressed up as junior accountant types, in shirts purchased for school dances and “Game Days.”  As they all clumsily humped the air (reasons unknown), one of […]

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