This particular Thursday night started balmier than the rest (authors note: everyone was effin sweaty). A robust bunch gathered on the 2nd floor of our favorite street art lovin haunt, Tattooed Mom. Drinks were flowing, pierogis were cheap and women were atop the pool tables....oh wait that was later.
Those who were in attendance:
Just Morgan
GML
The period changes everything
taco (thanks for the notebook)
Pissy Elliot
Commando Christ
Shhh bahhhh (SOTG) (if you don't get it and you want to, maybe you should reconsider not coming canoeing next time)
Runner girl
Just April
Just Jason
Shop n fuck
Chicken little tits
Gag reflex
Semen on the poop deck
Just janelle
Just John
Rubber ripper
Sideshow bob job
Just amy
Cumming tonight
Penetration is elementary
Just Dima?
Dr. Stroken off
Just James
Blue oyster cunt
Uncle fister
Trail was a shit show per usual. For details please see the diagram below. Our hares tits of steel and boring guy led us in a round about unnecessarily complicated way to Deep South philly, basically making us reinact attempting to find parking in south philly, on foot. We looked like this, http://gph.is/YBEhf4 then we started figuring things out and we looked like this http://gph.is/YBYbGW.
They brought us to the scariest place on earth, the mummers museum. There we arrived at a shockingly sober and family friendly outdoor orchestra performance. They were bad, ask pissy Elliot, she could blow some clarinet circles around those mums. We stayed for some great craft brew cans, some pbr's, and a rocket pop or two. Not quite the kind you find in shop n fucks pants, but close enough, both melt in extreme weather.
We finally had to leave when someone tricked gag reflex into trash duty, much like that guy who always cleans us our shit at nittany.
We ran and walked and got lost and ran some more towards a shot check in cianfranni park, many a hasher brig led away back to tmoms because of the alluring smell of cheap cheese and potato filled pillows of happiness.
We finally make it back to the bar and auto hasher hole patrol steals my notebook and takes notes for the rest of the night. Since I didn't write them down and I can't remember how things went because I was OD and getting wasted, please default to the images below.
Those who were in attendance:
Just Morgan
GML
The period changes everything
taco (thanks for the notebook)
Pissy Elliot
Commando Christ
Shhh bahhhh (SOTG) (if you don't get it and you want to, maybe you should reconsider not coming canoeing next time)
Runner girl
Just April
Just Jason
Shop n fuck
Chicken little tits
Gag reflex
Semen on the poop deck
Just janelle
Just John
Rubber ripper
Sideshow bob job
Just amy
Cumming tonight
Penetration is elementary
Just Dima?
Dr. Stroken off
Just James
Blue oyster cunt
Uncle fister
Trail was a shit show per usual. For details please see the diagram below. Our hares tits of steel and boring guy led us in a round about unnecessarily complicated way to Deep South philly, basically making us reinact attempting to find parking in south philly, on foot. We looked like this, http://gph.is/YBEhf4 then we started figuring things out and we looked like this http://gph.is/YBYbGW.
They brought us to the scariest place on earth, the mummers museum. There we arrived at a shockingly sober and family friendly outdoor orchestra performance. They were bad, ask pissy Elliot, she could blow some clarinet circles around those mums. We stayed for some great craft brew cans, some pbr's, and a rocket pop or two. Not quite the kind you find in shop n fucks pants, but close enough, both melt in extreme weather.
We finally had to leave when someone tricked gag reflex into trash duty, much like that guy who always cleans us our shit at nittany.
We ran and walked and got lost and ran some more towards a shot check in cianfranni park, many a hasher brig led away back to tmoms because of the alluring smell of cheap cheese and potato filled pillows of happiness.
We finally make it back to the bar and auto hasher hole patrol steals my notebook and takes notes for the rest of the night. Since I didn't write them down and I can't remember how things went because I was OD and getting wasted, please default to the images below.
The night ended with Lorenzo's. It was great. http://gph.is/1KNrK0O
On Out,
Miss Picass-ho
On Out,
Miss Picass-ho
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