Sunday, February 3, 2013

Labored Breathing

"Ari!  You're so...white!  Are you sure you're feeling OK?"  I must say, this whole episode isn't exactly a ringing endorsement for New York's finest.  Am I really supposed to believe that a wheezy Colonel Sanders and fake James Bond saved the whole building before the firemen showed up?  I hope Greg's arms aren't too tired from carrying Margo, it looks like he's got another damsel in distress to save.


D.B. Echo said...

"Forget it - we're sticking together! Now, get your butt up those stairs!"

Ken said...

I just died in your arms tonight, it must have been something you said.

Go on without me Greg, pant...pant.

I never leave a man's behind, Ari.

Rule 34.