MEAN CUISINE
Monday, August 18th, 2008 at 2:00pm by Gary Suarez
My eyes are sickeningly bloodshot. Often, I have dozens of minor epiphanies involving the asses of strange women on the subway. I want to tear out every single supple, inappropriate hair from each of my bony shriveled fingers, the only skinny parts of this trainwrecked physique. My gums ache and bleed. Here’s your noise news:
