Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Sometimes Cops Ride On Their Horses

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“What the hell is that smell?”

“Pot. And, you know, since we’re in Queens: lamb being roasted.”

“It’s the kebabbiest borough.”

“It’s some hippie band.”

“This isn’t a Met game?”

“Do people look happy or sad?”


“Then it isn’t a Met game, is it?”

“Your sarcasm makes the shift go by so quickly, and I appreciate it.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re sunshine on a cloudy day. How long we out here for, anyway?”

“Until a riot doesn’t happen.”

“Cuz my back’s killing me. This fat fuck is gonna break my spine.”

“He’s blowing up, yeah.”

“Asshole on top of you has the decency to be skinny.”

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed. Still gonna bite his arm down to the bone one day, but I’ll feel guilty.”

“Will you?”

“No, but I’m gonna say that I do.”

“You spend all day sitting on another creature and maybe you hit the gym every once in a while.”

“It’s a partnership.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”


  1. I didn’t realize it was the horses talking until halfway down

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