What does it say about my life when someone would rather be without a home and begging for money and beer in Central Park in the winter than be me? The other day I was hauling the boys around when the homeless man that we see sitting in front of Strawberry Fields every day says this, "Boy I'd hate to be you," as he shakes his head with pity.
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Priceless!
are you joking? that is hysterical!
You've had some pretty funny posts lately. Love it!
Love NY! That is so classic:)
He really has a penthouse on 5th Avenue. He just does that as a diversion.
what the...!?!
Seriously, some days I think guys like that are on to something. Lots of naps, less likely to over-eat, and NObody expecting anything from you or depending on you for every little thing. Quite the opposite of mommy-hood.
Somehow I didn't realize you were in NY. Cutest mommy ever, three little boys, in that great city? If I were a stinky, homeless dude I would SOOO trade lives with you.
hilarious. only in nyc.
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