So yesterday I was leaving the 21st Annual Indie and Small Press Book Fair, which was held at the Center for Independent Publishing on 44th street, where I was trolling around looking for deals, and who should I run into as I prepared to turn down 6th Avenue but famous muppet Elmo and a random gorilla inexplicably just hanging out in front of a row of newspaper boxes. I said hello and asked them what they were doing.
Apparently, things aren't going too well on Sesame Street. Elmo's been spending a lot of time in midtown these days and s/he had just gotten busted for soliciting a john driving a cab who was just stopping to ask for directions to the letter L. So Elmo had to call his gorilla friend to bail him out and I interrupted them as they were planning their next move: a bank robbery/puppy abduction on the Upper West Side.
This cratering economy is touching everyone.
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Please tell me you referred them to the local social services department to apply for food stamps, so at least they won't be soliciting, robbing, and abducting on an empty stomach.
Last week Big Bird broke into my apartment, threatened me with a box cutter and stole my television, all the while chastizing me, calling me a silly little faggot! Keep that shit on Sesame Street!
Um, so faggots are silly and running around in an f-ing bird costume singing children's songs is...um, normal? OK, well, whatever.
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