OK, Is this like a noxima commercial or what?!

So last night. Fingerbanger's Weedceanera was a huge success.
My next statement is going to be pretty fucking gay, but lets be real, You are what you eat. ( and that's cock )

Myself and one of the other Cum-rag boys were cruising on the dance floor. Sweaty bodies on top of each other, people drunk and stoned out of their minds everywhere. We both took a huge hit of poppers, closed our eyes.. and Madonna's "Like a Prayer" came on. As we dipped down, hands in the air feeling the music, it hit me and I had a bit of an epiphany. I felt like I was in the middle of a punk rock episode of Queer As Folk.

Not to sound cocky ( well what ever, I'm going to be ) but this city of Brotherly Faggoty Love, fucking needs us. We're doing something Philadelphia has lacked for years. We're going to be huge one day.

Watch out Philthy.
Here we cum...

PARTY HARDY!

Our 3rd installment of our Monthly Finger Banger party!

Holleration

The other day I was standing outside my door on the street corner waiting for my dear friend the 57 bus to come scoop me up, when all of the sudden, this giant white SUV jam packed with 18 year old south philly boys pulls up beside me at a red light. I didnt even really notice or pay attention to it at the time. The light turns green and I hear the word FAGGOTS screamed out of the car. I turn to look and I see them speeding away in their get-away vehicle. " Wow! They're so cool!" I thought. You would think people would at least try and be creative when trying to yell shit at someone on the street. If you're going to yell something, make it fucking funny so I can laugh too. I was just glad to be the highlight of their day, and their joyride through the streets of south philly in dad's Navigator.