ASS OUT!

Jordache. Yes I embroidered BB at the top and no it doesn't stand for Bowery Bar. When I wore these for Halloween almost decade ago I went to get cigarettes and things for people getting ready and this big black lady was with friends sitting up on a mailbox and she bugged out. When I was coming back from the deli she put her hand up, all stop in the name of love, and said "ASS!" then quickly turned her hand around and showed me the back of it and said "OUT!". "ASS OUT!" I could show you how she did it with my hand. We do it all the time now.

THE BOOTY CALL OF DELANCEY STREET

They are bootyliscious and ready to travel.


Ok, this is no mistake and we know everything that they are saying with this central mannequin in the window.


Not only are the prices good, but there was a low rise booty girl above this display vacuuming it in huge gold earrings! She didn't mind me snapping pictures but I didn't get her because the glare up there unfortunately made her invisible anyways.


Get into it. We're still serving it here in NYC for less than $5-. You can be that person in that shirt.


Dafudils on Duhlancy.


If you're lucky!


Hmmmmm what a strange thing I saw: A few dollars in quarters sort of neatly placed next to a key. A tiny cassette recorder carefully placed up on it's end nearby (not recording - I checked) and a battery close by. Do I take the money?


HellyeahItookit.