Saturday, March 31, 2012

Where in the Fuck is McGravitas?

Where in the fuck is McGravitas?




Three FUCK YOUs, one crazy person playing the saxophone, many drunken ladies, a puddle of vomit, a guy pissing in the street. Yes, it is Philadelphia.

Perhaps I should sleep now.

5 comments:

Smut Clyde said...

It's the start of the slippery slope, Mr McGravitas. First you're telling yourself "Just a short nap won't hurt; everyone else is having naps" and next thing you're SLEEPING EVERY DAY.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

And then there's the narcoleprosy.
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Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

I think Uncle Warren had this covered. Remember to try a roast pork and greens sandwich at the Italian market! If you're more adventurous, a tripe sandwich would hit the spot.

mikey said...

Umm, are you staying in one o'those nice little rooms above the Texas Wiener restaurant?

'Cause, well, THAT would certainly be convenient...

Jennifer said...

Philly... thud toilet to the world!