25.6.15

if an army of one million axe-carrying giants riding razor-toothed mutant dogs with laser eyes was going to attack chicago tomorrow, i'd be waiting barehanded to rush them.

but if the same army showed up to attack wrigleyville, i'd be waiting to say, 'k, what you wanna do is, hop on the redline going north and get off at addison.' then wink.

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