My NYC Marathon 2009 Poem

In NYC, this is my favorite time of the year....

with cops on every block there's less to fear...

while these runners were running...

this lady was stunning...

...

and this guy tried to steal my last beer (it was coffee, but that doesn't fit in the rhyme, so deal with it.).

"Great poem, Mike."

"Keep running or I'll tell another!"

And run they did.

Halloween !!

1 Leg of Pantyhose

2 Feet of Dental Floss

3 Handfuls of Stuffing

=Zombie Intestines

Nerd glasses? Check!

Thanks high school, Mike.

Librarian or nerd?

Rub on tattoo scar or strange shaving accident?

Zombie kiss or zombie bite?

Panty raid nerd, a progressive pilgrim, zombie nerd #1, zombie nerd #2.

Friends or foes?

Under the table intestine shot or prosciutto?

Missed picture opportunity or head scratch?

Salamander or Vampire?

Katie sleeper hold or Myles losing his cool?

"Hungry like a wolf" or looking for a contact?

Straightening the tie or luring in human flesh?

Flesh wound or first course?

Hot dance move or working up an appetite?

Friend or dinner?

Pack rat or pervert?

Diverse crowd or Halloween?

Love fest or love flesh?

Koozie or snot rag?

Sneeze or wheezy laugh?

Hugging or holding up?

Wicked case of irritable bowel syndrome or wicked cute zombie?

Satiating a midnight craving or strengthening ye old bones?

-Dana and Mike