I did not realize when I moved to Brooklyn that it is actually another dimension and that people who entered it are at risk of turning into aliens. Now, however, this fact has been made eminently clear to me.
I just went out into the back yard, and saw E.S. whitewashing the fence.
Obviously I have to move back to Manhattan as soon as possible.
And the moral is: Brooklyn is Brooklyn, Manhattan is Manhattan and never the Twain shall meet.
How delightfully rustic. If he starts wearing overalls though, that may be a tipping point.
See, I thought Tom Sawyer was LOADS better than Huck Finn. Who’s with me?
I always wondered if Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn were doin’ it.
Shouldn’t he be tricking the neighborhood kids into whitewashing it FOR him?
How could you miss the erotic potential of this? You obviously haven’t been watching the right porno movies.
In this post-Trading Spaces era, I don’t believe we use the term “white washing” anymore.
That was a faux finish.
i thought only religious types white washed fences.
For some reason, I now have the theme to “Green Acres” running through my head.
What’s a “fence”?
I’m sensing a motif forming here. Therapists from other planets and boyfriends becoming aliens. Can step-class body-snatchers be far behind?
What is white washing and why was he doing it?
Oh my God! ‘Round here it’s weird if your fence ISN’T whitewashed. I live in hillbilly country!