Posted on August 20, 2009, 8:17 pm, by Cole, under
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Flight number 3, Ploughmans number 17. We had no idea what was about to hit us, from two rows in front of us, out of the nasal of an extremely H1N1-ridden couple of Belgians.
We’re in Brussels.
Here we are killing time backstage, testing out different looks and waiting to be led to the Traditional Belgian [...]
The last Cracker Barrel….Yuma, CA.
The Real Killer Dillard’s.
Morning, at the home of Black & Pink Nasty.
Unfortunately, it was closed.
Meager sustenance!
In Chapel Hill, our fearless leader reunited with an old colleague by the name of Heasley.
Young Kenneth, penetrates his inner psyche.
To be continued…
On the road out of Pontiac, The Bats, and their Kitchen comrades, Cryptacize, stopped in for some truly authentic Coney Island cuisine at Luca’s.
Sight-seeing in Detroit.
The Bats cross the Ambassador Bridge headed towards Canada,
and prepare their identification for the Canadian officials….
Detained for only a short while, The Bats scatter, some ending up at [...]