Union Street Is A Cesspool, And It's Obvs The Food Coop's Fault

(duh, this pic is so NOT Union Street)

Or not.

We really can't be sure.

But Ingrasir is wondering the same exact fucking thing:

Why is Union Street always covered in garbage? Both sides of the street feature strewn about trash every day... Is it the co-op? Spillover from the Tea Lounge? Bussacco? Scottaditto? Who do you complain to in order to get it cleaned?!?!?!?!

There is a long and spirited discussion regarding this ish on Brooklynian, but our FAVE response comes from Carmen:

Everyone who is complaining itt needs to move to bedstuy. Until you have used condoms wrangled up with chicken bones and tumbleweave rolling across your stoop on the reg, no bitching allowed.

On the reg!? Totally fucking brilliant.

Bravo, Carmen (and also pick up your fucking trash, people.  I live on Union Street and Oliver ends up eating all the shit that you mofos strew all over the place. Then I gotta go fishing it outta his mouth, and its pretty damn revolting.  Like CHICKEN BONES! Where the FUCK do all those chicken bones out on the street come from!? Cause we got em here....not just in Bed Stuy).

WHO GIVES A SHIT: CRAPPY REALITY TV SHOWS

Yet again, our homies on Brooklynian are serving as inspiration (with this thread on bad Bravo TV). So, we've got another simple question: Which craptacular reality TV shows do you watch?

That's it.

Again, answer in the comments (and feel free to go stealth anon if you want some priv-ass-y).

Here are mine:

• Real Housewives (all locales)
• Millionaire Matchmaker
• Tough Love
• Celebrity Rehab
• Sober House
• American Idol
• Real World
• The City
• The Hills
• Make Me A Supermodel
• AND the best reality show on TV PERIOD: So You Think You Can Dance

(note to self: you have a serious fucking problem)

Raccoon To Park Slope: OH Yes, You Will Be Mine

Please be on the look out for a wild, very pissed off Sunset Park Raccoon who is hell bent on becoming a Park Slope resident.

The dude probably read that bullshit about Pslope being the 7th Dreamiest neighborhood in the country or something. We really don't know...but he is not above eating through the windows of your beautiful brownstones, giving your children rabies OR fucking your nannies to make it happen.

WATCH OUT, EVERYONE! (and good luck kosherdave!)

"Last night I came home to my cat sitting on my bed, staring out the window. I thought I saw his reflection and that it was what he was staring at, then I realized it was a HUGE raccoon staring into my apt and I noticed my cat was actually growling at it. It had chewed through the screen of my window and tried to get in. The window was open about 3 inches.

Anyway, the thing was NOT scared of me. I tried to shoo it away and I closed the window, but for the next few hours it sat there and my other cat came to see it and they tried to smell each other thru the window. It actually seemed like it wanted to come in to be with the cats. Or maybe eat them."

(via Brooklynian)

Chipshop Scandal: Teenagers Are Bad Tippers?!

Apparently so.

And the Chip Shop ain't havin it:

"Today at lunch I witnessed a small group of young guys - three or four, who all looked about 16 years old - get refused service at Chip Shop for being under 18. They were turned away before they could even sit down."

"The waiter told the guys it was "policy." Afterwards some other patrons questioned the waiter & the thrust of the waiter's explanation was that young people are bad tippers."

What the???

I thought since teenagers were spending mommy and daddy's money, they'd be killer tippers? Anyway, the Chip Shop *is* the one place in town that serves fried candy bars...and teenagers are mostly pretty fucking annoying...so I don't really give a rat's ass that they are busting em out of there.

Do you?

(via Brooklynian)

Did You Lose Your Shiba Inu?

(This is NOT a pic of the actual dog, but in case you don't know what the breed looks like, I wanted to post).

I read about this on Brooklynian, and I've been sort of nauseous since with worry

WE FOUND A SHIBA INU ON 3/1: he's a sesame male (we think) about 25 pounds. We found him on President and 6th. He spent an hour under a parked car while we tried to corner. He was very skittish at first but he's calmed down since. He is even trying to mooch food off the table. He is obviously somebody's dog.

If anyone has scoop on who this dog might belong to, please get in touch with the nice peeps who found him.