You know, I have lived in NYC long enough that I should know full well not to go a second without being conscious of the fact that there are beauches lying in wait to ambush me. But, sometimes I get so invovled in other things that I just forget that I always have to be thinking about the idiot fahking hags who ain't getting no dick and who don't have lives.

There is a subway entrance close to my aparment but, after ten years of using this entrance and ALWAYS being ambushed by some fahking hard-up hag waiting at the foot of the stairs down to the tracks, I think maybe I should start walking two blocks further and using another entrance to the subway.

The thing is that I cannot for the life of me figure out how any fahking idiot fahking hag could possibly look at me and think that I want to fahking have sex with her. But if the fahking hags in NYC had any fahking sense, they would probably be living in the Mid-west getting plenty of dick from their husbands.