Searching for The Sixth

Broadcasting from Zaghaven, the only neighborhood left of the Sixth Borough.
We will find the other parts.  Some are in Queens, some are underwater, others have fled to
Philadelphia.  Some have disappeared, while others have vaulted ahead in time.
When we get Mr. P started on this stuff, he doesn’t shut up.  And if he’s dosed on
Licorice-B?  Forget it.  Say goodbye to your ears.

Ghosts and Ghouls I Hate. By Sudsy

I have a real problem with this guttersnipe (he lives in the sewers beneath a theatre, therefore, no description was ever more accurate, no sir). As Frankie might say. What a greaseball! What a Ham!  But I say: how dare he! He gives underworlders a bad name. He’s got no gumption. He makes a chandelier fall and suddenly he’s such a horror. Well let me tel you Mr. Lloyd Webber. The moonlit warblings of “Think of Me” might tug at my heart strings like freshly polished taps but I will not have it. NO. Murder. THIS production needs some good honest MURDER.  Whilst I am on the subject, when are you going to make a  public apology for Les Miserables? I would except Hathaway having an accident. 

Ghosts and Ghouls I Hate. By Sudsy

I have a real problem with this guttersnipe (he lives in the sewers beneath a theatre, therefore, no description was ever more accurate, no sir). As Frankie might say. What a greaseball! What a Ham!  But I say: how dare he! He gives underworlders a bad name. He’s got no gumption. He makes a chandelier fall and suddenly he’s such a horror. Well let me tel you Mr. Lloyd Webber. The moonlit warblings of “Think of Me” might tug at my heart strings like freshly polished taps but I will not have it. NO. Murder. THIS production needs some good honest MURDER.  Whilst I am on the subject, when are you going to make a  public apology for Les Miserables? I would except Hathaway having an accident. 

Box Ball

Back in the day Box-Ball was played by slapping a beaten up tennis ball back-and-forth
into the “Box”, which is a square of concrete on the sidewalk.
The 99¢ stores got a hold of this concept and took the box part a little more literally.
All Hail 99¢ Shops Again & Again!!!

Box Ball

Back in the day Box-Ball was played by slapping a beaten up tennis ball back-and-forth
into the “Box”, which is a square of concrete on the sidewalk.
The 99¢ stores got a hold of this concept and took the box part a little more literally.
All Hail 99¢ Shops Again & Again!!!