Upper sixties heading to the mid seventies and hardly a cloud in the sky. Johnny and the staff are holding editorial meetings down on the river near the Katyn Memorial. Come on down, kick your shoes off and sit a spell.
I didn't bring my harpoon with me. You can't be too careful with narwhals, you catch them on a pole with a bobber and bring them ashore alive one minute you're taking the hook out of his mouth and the next you're run through and the narwhal takes you back to the river and eats you. I'm a harpoon guy when it comes to the clever narwhal.
Johnny Action Space Punk is a resident of Jersey City. His stated mission is to entertain, challenge readers, and use foul language. He moves silently, like a shadow in the night collecting dirt on the powers that be.
Now he calls on a silent army of many to expose the corrupt and irretrievably stupid around town.
And by the way, that's not me in the picture for all you ladies emailing me for dates.
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2 comments:
Absolutely beautiful. Were you narwhal fishing?
I didn't bring my harpoon with me. You can't be too careful with narwhals, you catch them on a pole with a bobber and bring them ashore alive one minute you're taking the hook out of his mouth and the next you're run through and the narwhal takes you back to the river and eats you. I'm a harpoon guy when it comes to the clever narwhal.
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