So it seems that every cloud has a silver lining. When life hands you lemons, make martinis. Every rose has its thorn. Less than one week after having the Man called on us for having fun at Bogert park we now have ourselves a better, dirtier, more subversive venue for our game. The old underground parking garage behind the Baxter, after three nights of sweeping, saw its maiden game played on it this Sunday past. The consensus? A resounding "Fuckin'A!"
Now check out the pictures, and come on by Wednesdays. 7:30 PM (we kinda need the lights).
Check it.
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It's everything I always knew it could be...i especially like the video of me running into the wall...
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