Well, this is a strange town. Between DCist’s weird rivalries (seriously, bagging on Cake Love & Ben’s Chili Bowl? Do you also stamp on yellow fuzzy ducks?) and all manner of strange behavior in the city this week after the rains, it’s been a rough week in DC, and I think we could all use a break
So, take a moment and read the tale of the circumlocutor who discovered that movie to the lilied-lanes of DC does not necessarily make it always okay to hang out naked. Or, that, if you do hang out naked, chances are, your SUV-driving neighbor will stop and stare at you for a good 15 seconds.
Me, I’m just going to cry in my Guinness that England lost on penalty kicks allowing those nancy boys from Portugal to advance.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
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