Wow.

I'm not sure if I have the words to describe the complete awesomeness of this little adventure. The anticipation leading up to this for me was a little overwhelming. Thursday night, I started receiving text messages from Vasudeva, giving location updates. I was carpsad since I couldn't join them that night because I was taking care of my sprog.

Finally, I went to bed in order to try and rest my body for the guaranteed beating I was about to inflict upon it.

Of course I woke up at 4 AM on Friday, too excited to sleep. I felt like a little kid at Christmas, and Santa Vas was going to come and nail a sack of boners on my mantle. I kinda suprised Guitar_jon on IRC (do you ever sleep? Goddamn vampire.) by staying up and starting the day right then and there.

I dropped my kid off at school, wife got home from work and I departed for the hotel. I got lost on the way (Thank you Google Maps) but finally arrived at Hotel Kosovo about 9:30.

Clavis and SexNinja looked like they had been having an all night assfucking fest and were still in bed cuddling. I finally got to meet face-to-face, Vasudeva, LORDKAHUNA, Gothmog, LBP, and Baccus. Hugs and fondles were issued all around.

After everyone finally got motivated we began to gather in front of the hotel for departure. This is where the photo portion of our tour begins.


Vas, Baccus, LBP,and LK


Me taking a picture of Vas taking a picture of me.


One of these nigs is not like the others


Clavis communicating long distance.


Ok, story time again. Here we are at the bus stop waiting for our ride to the T. LK bought that spaceage pimp umbrella with it's batmobile type shielding to protect it from poop when being rammed up the butthoel. This of course struck the fancy of a local crackwhore (beast in the white Nike shirt above). LK rolled by and she immediately recognized him as a man of means and began trying to sex him. LK was having none of it though, because like the rest of us, he noticed that this bitch was a cutter. She had gone to work on the back of her legs like nobody's business. It was fucking nasty.


SexNinja in hungoversville. LBP revelling.


Logan also in hungoversville. Gothmog revelling.


View up the LS Bus o' Fun.


We got into Boston after an uneventful T ride and went to get some grub. Here on the menu, we can get steamers (Cleveland type?) and Liquid Brownies. Unbeknownst to me, I would be having one of these the next day. It would not be tasty.


NOM NOM NOM


A better pic of the alledged jumper who failed to deliver. This guy sucks.


First drinks at the Rattlesnake. (Left to Right) Baccus' hand, Calvis, Logan, LK MISSING DUE TO POOPTYME, SexNinja, Gothmog, LBP, Vas' hand.


Sweepy Cwavis, awwwww.


Niggas rollin.


I liek turtles!


Clavis sexing that poor bunny's head.


This was at the Farmer's Market. Here we have a tribute to missing swarmer, McGoatCheese.


Another pic of the giant fireplace in the BPL (not to be confused with the giant fireplace in the LBP.)


CULTURE!


Clavis feeling up the slave girl statue. From the look on his face, I'm pretty sure he nutted right there.


Awwwww. A fucking Hallmark moment.


In Solas. LK, Vas and Clavis have disappeared, leaving Logan, Gothmog, LBP, SexPony and myself.


Oh, here they are! I'm sure there is conversation going on about philosophy, politics or some other deep topic. No? Turns out this dude just wanted to sell some overpriced shitwine.


LK thought it funny to buy 99% chocolate and share with friends.


Good advice


In Bukowski's. This is just before me, LK, and SexNinja had to eat the poosandwich the Baccus ordered up for us.


Obligatory homoerotic men's room shot.


Moar NOM NOM NOM


Wrecker's first photographic evidence of the fabled SexNinja Bird. We will see this much of this creature as the night progresses.


FEAST!!!


Congregating outside the Black Rose


Gothmog and Logan upstairs at the Black Rose.


After the Black Rose, we all recharged with Espresso Doubleshots. I had never had these and must admit that these are fucking epic WIN.


Happy LK -w- Walrus teef after Scorpion Bowls at the Hong Kong


Hong Kong


Another Scorpion Bowl @ Hong Kong


Outside Hong Kong, trying to coordinate our next move.


Wrecker Weif told me not to post this picture since it was the least flattering of LBP. But the the stoat like expression on Vas' face is too good to not share. Sorry LBP.


Behold! The sluts wishing employment @ Linkswarm.


LK under the Molson Canadian sign.


SexNinja, Clavis and LK at the last bar for Friday (name escapes) just before we got bounced.


Decent into Hell at the Malden T stop. Immediately after this, Clavis tried to kill a Transit Authority flunky over a pice of caution tape.

Vas has pics of the hijinks that took place back at the hotel. It seems I narrowly avoided having ClavoBalls on my head.

Saturday began with the expected hangover exercises. I consumed a bottle of Gatorade and then purged it in a pre-emptive vomit trying to right myself.

We headed out again and discovered when we got to the T station that on weekends, the T didn't run. This would have been good info to have in advance.

LBP won the day by scoring a couple of cabs and we made it into Quincy Market. This is where my own personal disaster struck.

I walked into Quincy Market get some food and suddenly it felt like the the world was closing in on me so I went back outside and sat down to wait on everyone else. As the rest of the BBPers came out, I started loding feeling in my hands and feet. I started really freaking out because I had never felt this way before and it was fucking scary. LBP got me some chicken soup, Logan got me a cookie, and Baccus or Gothmog got me some orange juice. I know I wasn't dehydrated, becasue I had been drinking water all morning. It is more likely that it was a combination of low blood sugar and anxiety that got the better of me. Vas suggested that they move me to a less crowded area and I started to feel better immediately. However, this incident put a stop to my alcohol consumption for most of the rest of the day.

Once I was back on my feet we proceeded to the Black Rose for FEAST.

It was there that I experienced the mother of all vomits. According to Vas (who witnessed) it sounded like somebody pouring a bucket of liquid out. Then pouring a second one. Then pouring a third one that was a little bit smaller than the first two. I felt tons better after that.

Then we went and kicked around the Museum of Science for about 20 minutes and I got to see LORDKAHUNA racehate (which was completely worth the price of admission).

We left the MOS and commenced the Bostaan Death March trying to meet up with Cube. Unfortunately for me, Logan had my camera all afternoon since I had asked her to hold it for me during panic drama.


LBP, mundhra and Heather


Logan, Gothmog, Stephanie and Cube


The kickass open window seat before the Fun Police came by and shut us down.


Then SexPony found his dream car!


This was at the Boston Beer Works. I have no idea what these faggits are looking at.

We left the Boston Beer Works and headed down past Fenway Park on the way to Jillian's. It was here that I parted ways with everyone else and headed back to the hotel. My T ride back was a mini adventure since during the trip the T got shut down due to fire, then I realized I didn't have a key to get back in the room.

I texted this infor to everyone and received the unanimous response of: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

I arrived back at the hotel at the exact same time as mundhra and Heather.

Several hours later, the rest of the party arrived back and suprisingly I was not molested. SexNinja and Clavis spent at least an hour doing LS admin shit before crashing (dedication?).

The early flights (SexNinja and Clavis) got up and out on time. I hung around until LK and Vas were done snuggling and then I told them I was heading home as well.

All in all, I had a great time and look forward to doing it again, sans the anxiety bullshit.