Culture on the Cheap
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Horsecrap
Filed under: 11222, BAD ASS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
That, “Horsecrap”, the title of the email I received from an anonymous tipster. With a certain level of reluctance I opened it and, as you can see, what I beheld was beyond my wildest imagination (and I can imagine an awful lot). Sometimes one finds love—
or at least its, um, droppings— in the strangest of places. In this case McGuinness Boulevard just a stone’s throw from the Shit Tits. Well done, fellow Greenpointers (?). WELL DONE!
P.S.: I wish I had done this when I married my prince charming, the Mister, almost eight years ago. Of course our anniversary is coming up on Halloween. Hmm…