Secret Message

I had to have a big beer on my lunch break today to ease my too-much-whiskey-on-a-wednesday blues. One time I was so hungover I only made it through the day by eating macaroni and cheese and taking an hour long nap in Union Square. I can write all this because nobody knows how to crack my secret message writing technique. What if I wrote really fucked up shit interspersed throughout my blog? Would people have nightmares and not know why?

2 comments:

stophasnominutes said...

i figured it out. if you turn out all the lights in the room, and then unfocus your eyes while looking at liam's entry in the mirror, you can read the secret message...

(a little whiskey helps too)

try it everyone!

noga said...

i turned the lights off and focused my eyes while looking at liam's entry in the mirror and all i got was this lousy t-shirt