My friend/sexual idol J. works in construction and now has a blog catalouging all the graffiti he sees on the NYC worksites. It’s like looking at high school bathroom stall (if you went to highschool with beefy, sweaty, union guyz, who would drop you with a boot to the fucking ground if you EVER crossed a picket line. LEGIT) so go there and giggle. (can I tell you about J. for a sec? Ok. He has a chainsaw scar on his arm from when he was a LUMBERJACK. He sweats scotch. And I think could wrestle a wolf —and win! If the XY chromosome could grow legs and ball mad bitches, it would be J.. GOD! What a man that guy is!)

My friend/sexual idol J. works in construction and now has a blog catalouging all the graffiti he sees on the NYC worksites. It’s like looking at high school bathroom stall (if you went to highschool with beefy, sweaty, union guyz, who would drop you with a boot to the fucking ground if you EVER crossed a picket line. LEGIT)

so go there and giggle.

(can I tell you about J. for a sec? Ok. He has a chainsaw scar on his arm from when he was a LUMBERJACK. He sweats scotch. And I think could wrestle a wolf —and win! If the XY chromosome could grow legs and ball mad bitches, it would be J.. GOD! What a man that guy is!)

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