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Aliens of the Deep Dish

there’s Chicago pizza

and then there’s everything else that calls itself pizza which is basically Lender’s bagels

don’t ask where’s the beef, cause you know that shiz was in our stomachs within 8 seconds

and then 10 seconds later, the solids turns into a gaseous state

if you don’t put ketchup on a hot dog, yer juss plain stoopid

we’ll leave it up to you as to how many pickles should go on a dog

this picture is not related to the food above

but is related to how amazing the Wrigley Field bathrooms are!

Wrigley, you know, the place where Balki & Cousin Larry get jiggy with it!

and the place where the Natsies owned the Cubsies

THIS IS WHAT THE SKY LOOKS LIKE IN WRIGLEY!!!

JESUS AND MOSES AND GOD BUILT THIS PLACE!!!

Curly Ws and Rounded Cs in perfect harmony

why can’t we all just get a shlong?

was so blessed to be with and to bring together this trio of fine peepholes

Señor Gombiergas, Joe E Tata & Peabsly P Peabody

this guy was not a part of our party

but he sure knows how to party (in his own mind)

even took time out of our busy eating & Curly W schedule to see things

like potential Quiet On The Sets posts like the Home Alone house!

f$&k The Hunger Lames cause this abandoned women’s hospital is more future bad cool than anything in that stoopid movie

dog bless you Bertrand Goldberg

and this is where Dillinger got plugged

plug in, or tune out, yo!

even got a lil Bahá’í on life

then listened to the Bahá’men

who let the dogs/drugs out?

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Taking Our Talents
To South Bleach

Thigh Master + (our hero) Peabs =

THEABS!!!!!!!

yep, this is happening.  beat yer farts out Warhol & Sasquatch!!!!

yep!

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