Get the Rid
...and a fine-tooth comb, Pittsburgh's got crabs.
Imagine my f'ing surprise today when I walked out to get lunch and saw this crawling over ye olde Lazarus building.
As much as I hate seafood, this was like some Freudian nightmare (sans dead mother and bird beaks)
Labels: observations, pictures
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Careful, that's not a giant vat of butter in the fountain.
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