I don't know why but I feel like the first shout out needs to go to the graveyard. Inhabited by some of our fellow bloggers, this structure has been the nothing less of a bender spectacle, time after time (no pun intended cindy). The graveyard can bring out the best in people (the night it snowed and we wrote/slid on cars out in the street) it can bring out other things as well (poop, piss, bathroom sinks, demons, and ghosts). There was dancing and music raving rather non-stop.
Everyone remembers a certain thanksgiving dinner at my place which dealt with a 16 pound bird. Well most of us remember, some were too busy defacing the floor and bull ruth's face.
A green room that 3 cronies found their souls in.
A wing bowl that may damage the minds and soul of our youth but was definitely not lacking any hooters.
A champion was born, the birth of one of the greatest amateur boxing champions to ever live won his first title in South Bend this year.
Team Tupp's founding members and first ceremony ever was held.
The torch from an older crew of hoodlums was passed down in form of paper towels on 17th and asbury to the next generation.
A little christmas caroling that ended up with a van of some of the coolest cats and dogs around.
There was some lion king in there too.
We camped, we hiked.
At the b-LUD we grilled, we colted EVERYTHING. we drank lambsblood, we danced, we laughed, we danced more, then we colted some more.
Now we get ready to head into warmer days and sweatier dance scenes around the streets of philadelphia and surrounding tri-state area. I'll see you out there
Shimmy and Shake
-TOPsyturvy
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