Much has happened, friends. Team David Bowie's Package, after celebrating another PBRPRPSCLCS Championship Victory, bid farewell to our champ Mr. Is as she moved out to Colorado for some education, not before she had time to claim victory over some less-than qualified RPS competitors. Time passed, a few unconvincing off-season event showings were had, some beers were consumed in off-season varieties, and quiet evenings spent at home have brought us to the task before us.
The Package is going to Toronto for the World Championships, leaving on Thursday evening.
Step 1: Mr. Is flies from Boulder, CO to Philadelphia.
Step 2: Baconshark and PJ Rhymeswithsausage prepare the driving necessities, junkfood, maps, etc.
Step 3: Three RPS heavyweights embark on a mission to prove that the City of Brotherly Shove ROLLS MAD DEEP with RPS skill.
Stupid sub-mission 1: Baconshark goes to hockey hall of fame, cries at the sight of Lord Stanley's Cup.
Stupid sub-mission 2: PJ searches for Crystal Head Vodka.
We will be bringing a laptop with us to hopefully document some of the stupidity, so stay tuned for updates.
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