Ask me about the email back and forth dissecting and finally confirming the anatomical identity of this fragment spotted on the floor of a Manhattan advertising agency's elevator. Go ahead, ask.
Spoke nub. It's probably Latin.
Special hat tip, and apology, to -2 for her perfect eyesight (and teeth, which I didn't get either.) xoxo
Our friend Alanna is back and was minding her own business when she came upon this tragic crime scene. Given the victim's decomposition, we are led to believe it may have attacked first, although the punishment certainly doesn't fit the crime.
One, two, three, four, tell Me this isn't awkward. An Umbrella foursome?
Our favorite interior design secretary, faithful student, library book checker-outer and general victim of my whimsical hobbies with great musical taste, -2, sends this pileup in from the soggy streets of New York! Thanks, love!
Our New York City girl Ruth qualifies as a Better Off Soaked paparazza with this amazing series. Not only is she fast re-acting and iPhone-using, she's got a great eye -- capturing for the first time in BOS history, the "Another Man's Treasure" (which we now regret using for an earlier post).
Ruth, we bow in your awesomeness and equally also thank you for helping us make the case for purchasing an iPhone.
Our friend Michael of the "take a year off and blog about your worldly travels while making cubicle dwellers everywhere green with recycled-air jealousy" blog Yobosayo spotted this while in Santorini, Greece. Harumpf.
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