3 bands we jockin!? Well we be jockin The Greek Favourites, Kids, and Ah, Horse Hockey. All rad bands and all good dudes.

Favorite venue would be cafe metro but that shit just closed down. That was our favorite place to play. We like houses and shit.

Reverse the curse, ah, horse hockey, and kite party at the banana stand in south philly. Shit went bonkers.

Applebees. Monday night. Karaoke. I’ll be there wearing the orange shirt.

I really love the MLB network. I’m a huge fan of the mets. Being a mets fan is….ummm…..difficult at times. Whatever, we got 86.

I would head to Lake Ariel and fish. Long live Lake Ariel.

My friend Adam Mcilwee brought me to this weird ass party and decided to leave 15 minutes in. I was hanging by the kitchen having small talk and realized I was left alone. I got drunk and danced to weirdo dance music all night. He picked me up the next day. Weird time.

Apple Cinnamon Cherrios. My grandma made me eat them every day and I love them too much.

CHEAP!

Me (Bob). I’d probably try to talk it out or something.

Squid. He’d be great on a grill.

My brothers graduation party was that day. My team lost at ultimate frisbee. The world ended for me that day.

Any Sam Cooke song. My lifeless body will rise and hit the high notes.

When the shit bucket is overflowing.