No?
Me neither.
Because the New York I grew up in is the kind of place where you can toss your own salad (he he he)
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right across the street from the place that will help you kill your evil liver for only $3.00 a pop (boo-YAH!).
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Yes, I know, I'm soooooooo immature. Like I care...
*smooches...wondering what took me so long to post these pics*
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I pass by those signs everyday, and everyday without fail I chuckle like a little girl at the hidden meaning of one and candidness of the other. Ah, New York... how much do I love thee...
PS- make sure you tune in tomorrow... you don't want to miss the giveaways... oh yeah, I said giveaways...