Ah Worcester, the city of seven brown lumps. Nice job on your geographical research. Gee, I didn't know we were so close to Evil Disneyworld!
Look, the original Green Street bridge!
Originally built so that the colossal cauliflowers could tiptoe across and visit with their neighbors, the behemoth broccolis!
'Yeah, I couldn't possibly have been painted 12 inches to the right! This way when they pry this cheap particle board panel off the wall, they can make it look like I'm talking! HELLO EVERY-BUBBY!!'
|Silence! Genius at work!|
'Yeah my pants are made out of dreams. No big whup.'
'Check it, I'm painting the page in the bible where the nude smurfs invented football!'
Yeah, we have no trees at all in Worcester county. If we did, we could maybe look at one to see how to draw one. And that's why they hired this elf to do it!
'Hey big boy, you want a piece of this?'
Apparently Steven Tyler got in the microwave instead of the tanning bed.
[edit: Welcome to all the Boston.com readers. Sorry you have to see us this way. But just to boil it down, Worcester's pretty cool, esp Green Street, but you wouldn't know it when the city pulls crap like this.]
So the question anyone would ask is 'could you do better?'
Yes. And yes, I would. If they're interested. I'd do it for cost of materials, just to bury this embarrassing mess.
I live here and I put effort into the work I do. And yet, this bullshit publicly represents me... represents all of us. No way.
Comments welcome. I can take it.