The third annual Philly Naked Bike Ride is comin’ your way this Sunday, September 4th, at dusk. So consult with your local Orthodox Jew to figure out what exact time that is, get as naked as you feel comfortable, and head on over to…TBA.
Basically, this whole thing sounds super shady, but they’ve done it twice before with turnouts in the thousands, so that’s gotta count for something, right? People ride to promote fuel consumption awareness, to save the environment, to have a say about body image, and most likely, to have a good ol’ drunken time. (Stop being pseudo-hippies with all these nonsense causes, and just embrace the truth.)
Street‘s back with a vengeance this week after a Wednesday spent shopping around Philly. And boy are we pooped. But pick up an issue today to learn all about a side of Penn you probably didn’t know existed: student sex workers.
Music spends 400 words with our gurl Britney (she’s hit a new level of *awesome*) and speaks the truth about Die Antwoord in regular sidebar, Musical Notes. Arts takes a journey all over Philly through a mural tour with special voice over, ?uestlove. Pretty damn cool.
Have no fear foodies, there’s something for you too in the form of something called a Razz-Ma-Tazz. It’s worth all the z’s. Intellectual? Check out Lowbrow’s poetry. They were feeling moody this week.
A tipster spotted this cake at Fresh Grocer today. Hopefully it’s still available. Although, what fine, nude, supine hunk is? Oh yeah! Dan Katz.
Sorry, ladies. We had to remove this little gem, but we promise naked frat guys are a dime a dozen. And remember: be naked, be filmed, beware.
In case you’re lucky enough not to know anyone in a frat and thus haven’t been forwarded this news item by a million different listservs already, here’s the scoop: a Penn girl’s picture has landed on Playboy’s web site. This is a family blog, so we won’t post the saucier pictures, but here’s a link to the bikini shot.
Girlfriend looks good, but we don’t think this will score her any points in her apparent quest for that elusive law degree. Trying to take a page from Elle Woods, perhaps? We hear the more scandalous pics require a $20 membership on Playboy’s site.
Apparently the boys of the ATO house on Locust celebrate a muggy Saturday night by a naked run, as this blogger discovered last night as she walked by. Two brothers, two laps around the chapter house: the quintessential college moment. Now, the cell phone camera evidence:
Yes, it’s blurry. He was fast. Use your imagination.