They're everywhere: screaming in your ear when you're trying to nurse your Sunday morning hangover at brunch, eyeing you suspiciously on the F train, drooling next to you in Starbucks......
Last week super agent Anna Casagrande brought one of these bald wrinkly blobs into the world even though this city needs more babies like it needs more subway-preachers.
Her's isn't so bad actually. It's actually pretty damn cute and his name is Sebastian. Next week we'll teach him to answer the phones.
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