tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51801671531341636192024-02-20T00:05:29.684-08:00Walking On Broken GlassMusings, Rants and Reflections of a semi-neurotic New Yorker.Ethanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14509163527761921258noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5180167153134163619.post-28751381918518707942007-04-17T05:51:00.000-07:002007-04-17T05:54:31.575-07:00A Haiku from the Grand Jury ChamberOf late, I find some things so disturbing, I'm moved to write them down in the form of Haiku. Like yesterday, while on Grand Jury Duty, one of the witnesses was this Police Officer who was the sterotypical Long Island (pronounced LAWN-guy-Land) macho-as-shit, all coifed up with eyebrows plucked within an inch of his life guy. <br /><br />Total fag. <br /><br />So I had to write a Haiku. Take a look:<br /><br />"Oh, Gay Police Officer"<br /><br />Your unibrow plucked<br />Gel-spiked hair, over-cologned,<br />your girlfriend MUST know!Ethanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14509163527761921258noreply@blogger.com1