The Road goes ever on and on- Down from the door where it began.
- Now far ahead the Road has gone,
- And I must follow, if I can,
- Pursuing it with eager feet,
- Until it joins some larger way
- Where many paths and errands meet.
- And whither then? I cannot say.
Join us and bid us a final farewell as we start the road to Mordor.
Bilbo’s Birthday Party/ Our going away party will be held at Petes Candy Store, 701 Lorimer St in Brooklyn in the year of our Lord 2010, on May the 15th at 10pm.
Fireworks provided by Gandalf the Grey
Adieu,
The DRC
Moments ago the surviving cast members of The Godfather 2 came to our door with a show opportunity this Saturday at 7. Normally this time frame is reserved for sailing lessons, but they promised us drinks if we play and threatened to steal our bikes if we refuse. See you on Saturday.
Go!
Thank you to every who either helped or came out to matchless last friday. It was a blast for all of us and I hope you guys feel the same way. It would have been a perfect night it Peyton and I didn’t arrive home to a frantic roommate, a toilet cascading water from all points of the bowl and two inches of poopy water on the floor, after a night of plunging and relieving ourselves on the roof, all was restored to its normal state and we continue on our quest for fun and rockin tunes.
keep at it p train!
We are listening to dinosaur feathers and watching dumb and dumber over and over again. HIdfghsipuhfnskeqw8JBHVX F-EKLOEPEYTOONG PETYPENT
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Saturday evening, Ross and I amidst concerts, parties and pornos got a wild idea. During the course of our tedious subway ride a young lady, 21-25, 5′3”, Caucasian, slim build, made the mistake of pulling out a Cosmopolitan magazine for some mild entertainment during the commute after what was clearly a night of fun and calamity. Little did out protagonist know how big of a mistake that was. I will admit that reading “Cosmo” is a guilty pleasure of mine. Sadly my roommate’s subscription has run out. I got an idea. The doors opened up on the Morgan stop and I wrenched the trashy literature from her shaking hands, threw her two dollars and Ross and myself BOOKED IT! After running the length of the station and then some we reached our home sweet home. I went to the bathroom for a relaxing read when ol’ Bossy Rossy snapped this pic! What a night!
uh oh!
Wowie Kaboodles! Just got back from Philly! Hee Haw had a great time in the city of Ben Franklin! I hope to get my hands on the pictures that will prove that I did not break the Liberty Bell. There is no question about it, during that time I was busy wrapping a philly cheese steak in pizza and rocking the town’s socks off. Forgive me Philly, I love your town and I did not break your bell.
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