The other day I saw a couple of guys with a Weiner sign carrying nominating petitions in front of Brooklyn Borough Hall.
"You want me to sign that thing?" I asked. "Yes" they replied enthusiastically.
"Well let me get out my pen" I answered, as I undid my zipper.
Once again, a collection of observations from the proceeding few weeks—a few have even managed not to be outdated yet.
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