got what in pocket?
The indie boy standing at the door in the # train was reading some kind of script and had a banana in his pocket.
I don't know who works on the floor below BS(TM) but whoever they are, their dress code must be extremely lax. The women who step off on that floor wear the coolest stuff: gold knit dresses, short shorts with madly designed blouses, giant hoop earrings and tank tops covered in rabbits. I am dying to know what they sell.
My folks are fine.