Wednesday, June 15, 2005
It seems the good people of New York think it's too hot out. We will admit that standing in an oven desperately hoping for the moist breeze of an arriving train while dressed for work is probably one of the most unpleasant experiences known to man, 90 degrees isn't really all that hot, fuckers*. So quit yer whining.
*New York public school students excluded. FAB remembers how awful it was to sit in an un-airconditioned classroom all day long through the end of June, pitifully waving a fan made of looseleaf paper.
*New York public school students excluded. FAB remembers how awful it was to sit in an un-airconditioned classroom all day long through the end of June, pitifully waving a fan made of looseleaf paper.
