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Four years ago I was obsessed with cut-rate, old-timey gangster type characters like those hambones in the Dick Tracy movie and what I thought the Sopranos MIGHT be before we actually watched it 9 times over. For my 1/2 birthday that year, Frankie gifted me with his “One-Eyed Frank” act which had a lot of “Geez Louise”, “Listen Bub!”, and “Yeah sure, that’s what I’ll do!” all while pointing his finger guns at me. What a pal!
 

Frankie is on vacation for 24 hours and look what happens! Sudsy the Ghost threw himself a party last night just so he could clean it all up.
 

 
Save me!

The 5 Orbs are a Doo-Wop group that hang out on Sorgum Ave in the 6th Borough. They’re getting a little scratchy, losing some of their luster and are starting to fade away a bit, which is kind of sad. Mostly they just complain and bicker with each other (like most everyone else in the 6th). But on a good day they can still belt out their hit tune, “Where Did My Green Light Go?” almost as bright as when they were young diodes.
 

This was an early attempt at a helmet for Mr. Pigeon Parfenix. Though he truly loved it, Mr. P needed something a little more on subject and pigeony.
 

Dyker Heights

Sunny Side.

Avenue U.

East Village.

South Williamsburg.

Greenpoint.

East Williamsburg.

East Williamsburg.

Greenpoint.

Dyker Heights.

Bay Ridge.

Astoria.

Little Fuzhou.

Gravesend.

Besides featuring cool junk, old photos, scratchy music and other kinds of weird bullshit, The SHLOG also functions as a news platform. We aspire to tell gripping Human-Interest stories that try to answer that great question: “What’s really going on in the world today?”. Maybe someday we’ll get to the heights that the NY Post reaches on a daily basis. Here’s a clip from a hard hitting interview with the NY Jets new QuarterBack from yesterday’s paper.
 

Sixth Borough Style in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn.

Fashioned from an old schoolbus.  A half-length that we all used to call “shortdawgs”.

Right Side.

Back.

Dodge.

They really won the seatbelt war. Now they have to win the cell phone battle. Do you realize how many idiots can barely drive without being on the phone? Our kids are out there crossing those streets!