Cold hearted Turks
These ne'er do wells were all over the town on my walk tonight.
Creepy napolian complex n' shit. At least s/he knows how to drink. That always helps.
I would be frowning too if someone had impaled me with sticks used as directions to bars. That's gotta hurt. Doesn't look like your helmet was any help either.
Ok, I confess. I made out with this one. But can you blame me? It's wearing a bun; hot snowy librarian!