tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27453915.post3121027581695058018..comments2024-02-25T06:36:50.970-08:00Comments on Michael Lamendola: St. George's Dream Part One - EmbarkationAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17581655393589020726noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27453915.post-65332679253987287612008-06-27T11:37:00.000-07:002008-06-27T11:37:00.000-07:00Hey Mikey...Just a heads up. "... socks, and shoes...Hey Mikey...Just a heads up. "... socks, and shoes. Crowned on his head was a New York Mets hat. I sit down to listen. A man walks by and gives the pianist a rib for wearing a Mets cap on a ship full of Red Sox caps. Freddy, the piano player, ever so eloquently in his thick Bronx accent, says in the microphone: “What, you bustin' my balls here or what?”..."That's a BROOKLYN accent!!! Mets fans from the Bronx might exist, but they'd be as rare as a stake still chewing cud.<BR/><BR/>So, now you know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com