Scraps

Stink. Stank. Stunk.

I write the jokes that make the whole borough stink.


Snapple raises stink with S.I. 'joke' (yup - it was mine)


This year, Staten Island. Last year, the Secret Service. Next year - maybe I declare myself more popular than Jesus?


I suppose if I'm rankling folks, it means I'm doing something right, but I swear I'm not meaning to. Just think what chaos I could wreak if I actually tried...