Philly was buzzing this weekend with Springsteen playing on the Parkway for Obama, a diabetes awareness walk, a motorcycle ride to fight breast cancer, and the Eagles and Phillies having games at the same time. Everyone was fighting for something this weekend and Philly is the perfect place to release some anger. Anger is pumped out into the atmosphere from the mouth of the William Penn statue. Most people don’t know that, but that’s the main reason everyone in this city is a fatalist. You don’t need to be a hippie to believe in karma.
I went to the Eagles game, which was wildly disappointing, but there was one redeeming factor. He was sitting a couple rows in front of me and he had a personalized jersey. It read ‘JO JO’ and it was number 20.
Personalized jerseys are horrendous. Nobody gives a shit if you put your name or something mildly amusing on the back. His and her personalized jerseys shouldn’t even be allowed in the stadium. They should have a bin where the tickets are taken for those wearing personalized jerseys. If you wear one you need to leave it in the ‘asshole’ bin and pick it up when the game is over.
I am guessing JO JO is the son of ‘Big Joe.’ Big Joe was probably watching the game at home because he is disgusted with ticket and beer prices. Big Joe most likely gave JO JO shit for paying so much for a ticket and is still jealous of Vince Papale. Big Joe is from Northeast Philadelphia and JO JO lives down the street or just a few blocks away. Who knew a personalized jersey could tell you so much, but it does. It’s like wearing a social networking jersey. Get a new jersey JO JO.
Is it me or is this picture from philly.com the gayest picture that ever gayed? I have nothing against the gay community, but LOOK AT THAT! Three men just open mouthed and dousing each other with champagne. There has to be some crude name for this act like such popular terms as: Lemon Party, Blumpkin, Jelly Doughnut, or the ever so popular Boston Guggenheim. We need a new term for this picture. I got nothing.
Beverly Hills Chihuahua was the number 1 movie at the box office this weekend. I was waiting for cries of racism from the Latino community before this movie came out, but $29 million was made in three days from an extended Taco Bell commercial.
This is a summary of the movie from IMDB.com:
Chloe (voiced by Drew Barrymore) is a diamond-clad, bootie wearing Beverly Hills Chihuahua who thoroughly enjoys her luxurious lifestyle. But when the much-pampered Chloe gets lost in Mexico with only a street-wise German Shepherd (voiced by Andy Garcia) to help her find her way home, it's up to her longtime admirer Papi (voiced by George Lopez) to join forces with a motley crew and head south of the border and rescue his true love.
That’s not fake. ‘Street-wise’ German Shepherds are fucking fearless, don’t ever cross one.
Halloween costume suggestions coming soon...
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