that my blog was crappy.
Well how does this bite you?
Now look how crappy it is!
Also acceptable; "you call that street treasure? More like street turds!"
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Adult me saw this clever act of civil disobedience, took a photo of it, deemed it was suitable street treasure, and ran off as fast as possible to e-show and tell my dumb little buddies all about it.
Some might call this a rut, being perpetually immature, a man child, if you will.
I call it OG.
Keep it real, son.
Posted by Street Treasure at 12:16
Saturday, February 19, 2011
An image so striking.
So emotionally draining.
I can't bear to think of the heart that was undoubtedly broken.
I have to free these feelings. I have to show you, loyal readers how I truly feel.
I made a video in my bathroom mirror and posted it on You Tube. I don't know if I have ever been this honest about my feelings before.
Please, see the real me.
Posted by Street Treasure at 17:34
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
doesn't qualify as Street Treasure, then by gum, I don't know what does.
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Sorry they're both a little blurry, it was
a run by fruiting drive by picture taking. So if you are wondering, yes, it does say 'Brown Loaf Bakery'.
Whats the deal, was Hot Carl's Confectionary already taken? Or maybe the management thought that the initial idea of Sgt. Poopers Lonely Hearts Crap Bakery was a bit too crass.
Either way, brown loaf is, and always will be a euphemism for feces.
There, I said it.
Posted by Street Treasure at 17:47