Friday, August 2, 2013

Noted

30 comments:

Axis of Eville said...

what is the thought process that convinces people the corner of a storefront is the best place? why not a subway grate or inside the subway next door?

Anonymous said...

p.d.v.

gross.

BB said...

what a gentleman! who said chivalry is dead?

Big Brother said...

I can't wait for these alcoholic locusts to deem the East Village dead and find a new neighborhood to swarm on the weekends. This photo, as vulgar as it is, is the least of it. These beasts pee in public, fall over walking, start fight with each other over nothing, and somewhere in their little OMG brains, believe its acceptable to behave because "it's just New York" as they often say. Screw giving tickets to bike riders, the real money is in public intoxication.

Anonymous said...

How Romantic.

shmnyc said...

Maybe she had a stomach virus.

Anonymous said...

They definitely look like out-of-towners by their dress.

But you know what's more horrifying to me? They probably live a few blocks away and brought their out-of-townness style of dress with them.

That would explain why I always think so many people walking around look like they're not 'from here' even though they probably just moved here and are the ones pukeifying the neighborhood!

F*ck.

Anonymous said...

Wow SMDH you must be right! Again! Show us your chivalrous side - you must have sides other than instigator, whiner, and stalker - and help the fair maiden to an all-night 7-Eleven where she can get some Tums and a Big Gulp.

"M'lady, vomit no longer. For I, SMDH, perpetually confused town jester, will escort your regal beauty and bucket of chunder to the nearest thank heaven! For tonight, you are alive!"

Anonymous said...

SMDH - The Softer Side of Sears

Anonymous said...

I feel for the patrons at Saint's Alp Teahouse. Imagine sitting there trying to enjoy a bubble tea and having to see this?

Anonymous said...

Oh my word, 10:07:

"M'lady, vomit no longer. For I, SMDH, perpetually confused town jester, will escort your regal beauty and bucket of chunder to the nearest thank heaven! For tonight, you are alive!"

That was hilarious!!!!

I think Bucket of Chunder will be my new nom de plume.

Anonymous said...

Ah, so it is true: youth is wasted on the (wasted) young.

Anonymous said...

I think Hoboken Hoof and Bucket of Chunder should open a joint location like the Baskin Robbins and ... the other store.

Lady Chunder said...

I ask those who stand before me, who says chivalry is dead? Thank you Lord SMDH for a helping a fair maiden, and most-times service wench, in distress! It seems I took all the shillings I saved by shopping a TJ Maxx, foolishly spent it on bad gog (apologies Goggla) and have found myself up to my busk in chunder. For you see me as a fair maiden, and not the filthy scullery wench the village knows thyself to be. You, I say, are too good to be true!

Bucket of Chunder said...

12:32, Sounds good to me.

I wonder what we'd sell...

How about Ipecac-flavored Fro-Yo, in a hoof-shaped bucket?

Goggla said...

Time for a kickstarter campaign to open a vomitorium. And, yes, there will be a slide...

BabyDave said...

What have I missed? Someone please let me know what 'SMDH' is.

Anonymous said...

shmnyc is SMDH, the acronym for 'shaking my damn head.'

BabyDave said...

Thank you, Anon 2:26.

Anonymous said...

Wow can't even make it past 11pm without puking up guts. She probably spent the evening at the Continental enjoying their all-you-can-drink deal. Loser.

Anonymous said...

The Vomitorium at the Death Star, Goggla? Investors?

Anonymous said...

Stomach virus or vodka flu?

Anonymous said...

I live next door to one of these sub-human types.

*shakes head*

Lady Regurguinevere said...

Yeah, stomach virus from 7-11 taquitos and hotdogs, or could have been that artisanal farm-to-table pickled pig snout from a faux-celebrity-chef-cum-former-sous-chef-of-an-overrated-trendeatery trendeatery, or from that 7-year aged pomegranate blueberry hybrid quinoa infused kaletini. And don't you rail on my man Sir Douchealot; he's being more chivalrous than my King Barfthur.

And for that Kickstarter campaign, donate $10 and you get high-five from Sir Douchealot after wiping yours truly's mouth. Donate $50 and you get to kiss the Lady herself after hurling. $For $100, 1st base with the Lady after the heave.

Anonymous said...

Still better than a Biscuit high five!

Anonymous said...

EV Heave should be next site.

Woo Generation said...

I think I'm in love.

Anonymous said...

You think they cleaned it up afterward?

Anonymous said...

Yeah, cos no one ever puked on the street in the 'old days'....

Liz Hurl-ey said...

Why anon. 3:03 PM, good to know you're defending your lady's honor. And they say chivalry is dead