Sax and Drugs and Rock and Stroll

Everytime I hear saxophones on the streets of New York, for some reason it really puts me in a Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver sort of mindset. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go shave my hair into a mohawk and save Jodie Foster from an evil pimp. You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to ME...

Comments

[Marty (Louisville)]

Just give him a dollar and back away, slowly, marty...

[Smashley]

Is he playing that Exploited song? Sax and Violins? That is my favorite one, why a bunch of punks go crazy over a song the just screams about the Sax and Violins all the time, never made any sense to me, but whatever!

[Profeesor Dungpie, Fountainhead of Enlightenment]

This is a test message, I repeat.....this is a test message! My messages were not getting through for some reason!

[Michelle Ruffin-Stein]

A blind man walks into a bar with his seeing-eye dog. He stands in the center of the bar, takes the dog by the chain, and starts swinging him above his head.

Everyone stops and stares. Upset about the way the animal is being treated, a patron runs up to the blind man and demands, "What the hell are you doing?"

The blind man turns toward the patron and says, "Oh, nothing, just looking around."

[biff]

meet billy - the street musician who only takes requests if you tickle his armpit.