My roommates and I have declared Stoop Day (October 5th) to be one of our apartment holidays. On Stoop Day, one traditionally drinks a 40 oz. bottle of malt liquor in a brown paper bag while sitting on the stoop in front of their apartment. The whooping of at passing ladies is encouraged, although whooping volume is not important. Cigars contribute to the feeling of celebration.
It took me a little while, but I remembered the URL to your blog.
It’s kind of nice to think that *some* of the assholes in Boston are at least just fucking around.
Hopefully one of the ladies stood up for herself, though.
I haaaaate the creepy dudes in the city.
I don’t think either of the two passing ladies heard our whooping. We mostly just whooped at speaking volume and to each other.
THAT WAS THE BEST PART