The rain was full on not cool.
But my BSA kept me dry and warm. Because I had to put it in the Bacon Bus.
Flat tire this morning. As we followed the guys back, it was pissing wicked hard. Then we ditched them because driving in the rain is not safe.
Fun times last night. Alan put his balls in the Joe Josts picked egg jar, and the handsome gentleman from Boston ate 2 pubed out pepperoncinis.
Keithin SB those are awesome pictures on Facebook! Sweet!
Since we were talking about Boston, we're thinking about a ride to the north end for Mike's Pastry.
Cross country for cannolis is an amazing idea.
Alan S. won the zombie bacon bars. His full house of kings full of queens, stomped out Shawn's full house of 10's and 3's.
This video is of the dirt hotdog. It was there for a long time when he decided to eat it.
Beer chug for the beer booters prize. It was a photo finish or some shit...
The rule was hold the empty can, upside down over your grape.