I am famous!
This is what happens when 16 inches of snow fall in Philadelphia, you’re alone with Youtube, and you’ve got too much time on your hands. Last Feb. 2009, at the (EWC) Arena our collective group would not shut up, along with the rabble rousing my personal hatred of Blk Out was at an all time high (so was my drinking!). Blk Out along with Robbie Marino stopped everything to yell at us. After 2 minutes of insults and my big mouth just screaming “fuck you” over and over again, as well as a “Rob-z-weiner” chant (good job Sean!), Robbie and crew got shut down by the real boss.
I’m pretty god damned sure that they all really loved the heat from our section that night. I did!