<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:16:51.535-04:00</updated><category term='lounge'/><category term='pda'/><category term='platform bar'/><category term='drunks'/><title type='text'>Drunk In Penn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-3330538110808142827</id><published>2009-10-05T17:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:26:05.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is here again...</title><content type='html'>so that means all the drunk asses are back from the hamptons and haging out in the city once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start snapping pics of these idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-3330538110808142827?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3330538110808142827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=3330538110808142827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3330538110808142827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3330538110808142827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2009/10/winter-is-here-again.html' title='Winter is here again...'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1593540458135627056</id><published>2009-03-18T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:39:18.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McFaddens NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCkwswQUCdw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1593540458135627056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2009/03/mcfaddens-nyc.html' title='McFaddens NYC'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6486239753148097441</id><published>2008-12-04T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:32:52.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/STiEWVjpSGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vuEaoMeo4bc/s1600-h/kc%27s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/STiEWVjpSGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vuEaoMeo4bc/s320/kc%27s1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276112482743175266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/STiEI8iM_MI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Z_QSyvKst20/s1600-h/kc%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/STiEI8iM_MI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Z_QSyvKst20/s320/kc%27s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276112252687940802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know you're in a classy joint when they serve pretzels in martini glasses.... go check out K.C.'s right off Bell Blvd in Bayside. I hear the owners support the Yankees but the head bartender is a die hard Mets fan. Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6486239753148097441?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6486239753148097441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6486239753148097441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6486239753148097441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6486239753148097441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-youre-in-classy-joint-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/STiEWVjpSGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vuEaoMeo4bc/s72-c/kc%27s1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4964245685233236510</id><published>2008-12-01T01:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:17:12.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Vacation</title><content type='html'>ok, so since i got 'fired' the other night... i felt the need to come back here full force. Starting tomorow night, i'm gonna make Manella proud and get some quality shots in Penn. I just got a new camera phone... and i wouldn't mind testing it out. I also just got introduced to the world of video skype chat. Love it? Hate it? let me know what you feel... because i think, so far, it's kind of wierd. I'm not fully confortable with being in the comfort of my bedroom, and having someone else staring right back at me. What if i had to pick my nose, or scratch my arse? Wierd, or self-concious? Hit me up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4964245685233236510?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4964245685233236510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4964245685233236510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4964245685233236510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4964245685233236510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from Vacation'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8596845570669402465</id><published>2008-11-26T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:08:34.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You going to the city tonight?</title><content type='html'>BIggest drinking night of the year here in the states. Unfortunately, I wont be in the big apple tonight......I know, crushing news right?!? Here is your chance to become a part of the squad. Go crazy tonight! Take lots of photos! Send them in tomorrow to drunkinpenn@gmail.com . We will publish your work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8596845570669402465?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8596845570669402465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8596845570669402465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8596845570669402465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8596845570669402465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-going-to-city-tonight.html' title='You going to the city tonight?'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1569824946825178611</id><published>2008-11-22T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:25:00.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShImySpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/6KK8uzGTo5s/s1600-h/portwashington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShImySpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/6KK8uzGTo5s/s320/portwashington.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271543195009368962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I showed up with about a minute to spare before the 3:19 train home. Missing this train blows. The next is at 5:19 and that only leads to more drinking. Odds are you'll wind up at the end of the line with the conductor kicking you off the train. I had no time to scour the scene for shots so I dont have any exciting photos to post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShIms5RhPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mgdhu8xoRRY/s1600-h/tightbutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShIms5RhPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mgdhu8xoRRY/s320/tightbutt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271543193560777970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is for Corrado. He is currently on the west coast for an Arizona booty call. He's been slackin' big time (even more then I've been) and I am pretty sure I fired him the other night while brown bagging a Colt 45 forty ounce. Hopefully he steps back to the plate when he gets back to NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShInqpDIBI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TbwcxW7Ndv4/s1600-h/laurel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShInqpDIBI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TbwcxW7Ndv4/s320/laurel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271543210135724050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl was miserable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShK12_MJ0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/kLyITEaH0Gs/s1600-h/burke1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShK12_MJ0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/kLyITEaH0Gs/s320/burke1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271545652991240002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and this fuckin' guy talked my ear off about god knows what for the whole ride home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-1569824946825178611?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1569824946825178611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=1569824946825178611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1569824946825178611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1569824946825178611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-showed-up-with-about-minute-to-spare.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SShImySpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/6KK8uzGTo5s/s72-c/portwashington.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-5230835881602611487</id><published>2008-11-20T21:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:25:22.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #85</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSYijU9k9vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qvI-NA9WprY/s1600-h/drunk+83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSYijU9k9vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qvI-NA9WprY/s320/drunk+83.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270938404201494258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunk #85&lt;br /&gt;11/16/08&lt;br /&gt;5:00am&lt;br /&gt;"No, that dumb ass passed out"&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno I think he was sippin on Zima or some shit"&lt;br /&gt;"His girl?...  yea that hunny is right next to me"&lt;br /&gt;"Yea yea, Imma try and slide in ahhhh!..... drunk ass dude wont even know! ahhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;"Word word aight lemme hit you up tomorrow this trains about to pull out"&lt;br /&gt;"HAHA pull out SIKE!"&lt;br /&gt;"See ya in 9 months bitchhhh!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-5230835881602611487?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5230835881602611487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=5230835881602611487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5230835881602611487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5230835881602611487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/drunk-84-111608-500am-no-that-dumb-ass.html' title='Drunk #85'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSYijU9k9vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qvI-NA9WprY/s72-c/drunk+83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4162356884539994431</id><published>2008-11-18T20:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:00:22.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #84</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSNy9h8-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DAg20tmWUSM/s1600-h/drunk+82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSNy9h8-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DAg20tmWUSM/s320/drunk+82.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270182390365339218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk 84&lt;br /&gt;11/16/08&lt;br /&gt;5:05am&lt;br /&gt;Buddy hit the deck HARD. Took himself out after a nice texas two step. He took a couple wrong steps and fell flat out on his back. His boy thought it was pretty hilarious.... as did I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4162356884539994431?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4162356884539994431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4162356884539994431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4162356884539994431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4162356884539994431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/drunk-84.html' title='Drunk #84'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSNy9h8-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DAg20tmWUSM/s72-c/drunk+82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8047436316230463895</id><published>2008-11-17T10:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:35:50.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night/Sunday morning pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGOz4Fjr9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/XMDXjd7NwFw/s1600-h/holiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGOz4Fjr9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/XMDXjd7NwFw/s320/holiday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269650060880359378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its way early for this shit. They couldn't pay the same schmuck to do this on Thanksgiving eve in time for the parade? He would have been just as miserable to lug the ladder out on that fabulous world famous drinking night. Next comes the happy Christmas music that we are forced to hear in every corporate establishment from Thanksgiving to New Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqYiX8aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8CfgB81J_f8/s1600-h/babylon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqYiX8aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8CfgB81J_f8/s320/babylon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269647698769211810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This many people need to go to Babylon at 5am? Who knew. The herd all waits around the big timetable board then scrambles for the stairs like the train is going to leave without them. If you look at the time... the train leaves in 6 minutes and the only thing between them and the train is about 20 steps. Relax people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqZRMmVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OkV0bK3iW2E/s1600-h/stinkyfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqZRMmVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OkV0bK3iW2E/s320/stinkyfeet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269647698965600594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know she put her stank feet right in the bed when she got home. Not even a quick wash in the sink first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqtQon5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/FjDAdi9zZ6Q/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMqtQon5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/FjDAdi9zZ6Q/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269647704331952018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this one used some common sense while she was resting her feets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMp4kXOgI/AAAAAAAAAOg/iRFbxkmKGOQ/s1600-h/seaofdrunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGMp4kXOgI/AAAAAAAAAOg/iRFbxkmKGOQ/s320/seaofdrunks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269647690187618818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... gotta love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8047436316230463895?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8047436316230463895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8047436316230463895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8047436316230463895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8047436316230463895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-nightsunday-morning-pics.html' title='Saturday night/Sunday morning pics'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSGOz4Fjr9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/XMDXjd7NwFw/s72-c/holiday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-2031311997947144994</id><published>2008-11-16T15:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:53:30.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bandana Bandits!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSCG_l5emWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ajPZqYgkD1s/s1600-h/drunk+78+79+80+81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSCG_l5emWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ajPZqYgkD1s/s320/drunk+78+79+80+81.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269359991086553442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks 78-83&lt;br /&gt;11/15/08&lt;br /&gt;3:02am&lt;br /&gt;Clearly the dude in the white didn't get the "lets all rock our black bandanas tonight" memo but that doesn't change the fact that the top of his cranium is resting on his friends ball sack. Drunk In Penn doesn't have a problem with anyones sexual orientation... but c'mon is this really necessary? I showed this photo to my cousin "Toad" who is visiting the home base after his move out to the left coast and he had this to say. The guy in the grey striped shirt looks like he should be home tudoring math. Pass the honey mustard BRO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-2031311997947144994?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2031311997947144994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=2031311997947144994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2031311997947144994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2031311997947144994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/bandana-bandits.html' title='The Bandana Bandits!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SSCG_l5emWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ajPZqYgkD1s/s72-c/drunk+78+79+80+81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-2555229350925736400</id><published>2008-11-15T16:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:59:06.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #77</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9EfVmMq8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqZ1ptirSgg/s1600-h/drunk77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9EfVmMq8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqZ1ptirSgg/s320/drunk77.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269005394210761666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9Efr7bebI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wuZ0hDoDWpI/s1600-h/drunk77+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9Efr7bebI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wuZ0hDoDWpI/s320/drunk77+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269005400205392306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #77&lt;br /&gt;11/15/08&lt;br /&gt;3:05am&lt;br /&gt;Nothing a little kick wont solve. These coppers were having a ball gettin this dude to his feet. Check out Mr. Clean back there, hes having a marvelous time. Doesn't the dude on the right in the second picture look like Dan Akroyd?  So this is what Raymond "Ray" Stantz did after retiring his proton pack?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-2555229350925736400?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2555229350925736400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=2555229350925736400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2555229350925736400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2555229350925736400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/drunk-77.html' title='Drunk #77'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9EfVmMq8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/TqZ1ptirSgg/s72-c/drunk77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8663917665656586523</id><published>2008-11-15T16:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:49:08.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell have we been???</title><content type='html'>Took a little break from Penn this past month. Cant say I will be posting everyday but here is a little taste to get your mouth watering again. Ass-n-Titties... ass ass titties titties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9DBWW2JFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wcEcNzEn2PA/s1600-h/tittys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9DBWW2JFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wcEcNzEn2PA/s320/tittys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269003779507102802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9DBHjRWhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iDr7uG9pJy4/s1600-h/ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9DBHjRWhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iDr7uG9pJy4/s320/ass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269003775532685842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6437UHhASf4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6437UHhASf4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8663917665656586523?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8663917665656586523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8663917665656586523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8663917665656586523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8663917665656586523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-hell-have-we-been.html' title='Where the hell have we been???'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SR9DBWW2JFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wcEcNzEn2PA/s72-c/tittys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-7555991357490860928</id><published>2008-10-18T13:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:30:11.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #1 for being Drunk In Penn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgDho9EI/AAAAAAAAANY/EzkW9fI5-ug/s1600-h/hogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgDho9EI/AAAAAAAAANY/EzkW9fI5-ug/s320/hogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258546851936269378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgeietkI/AAAAAAAAANg/_mjL6n6zP7I/s1600-h/hogs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgeietkI/AAAAAAAAANg/_mjL6n6zP7I/s320/hogs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258546859187549762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgqhfTeI/AAAAAAAAANo/07CQgan_PxY/s1600-h/hogs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgqhfTeI/AAAAAAAAANo/07CQgan_PxY/s320/hogs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258546862404619746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my regular non website running occupation I am a bartender in the lovely big apple. On the rare night that I get off from work I tend to frequent other watering holes in the city. Last night my part time web blogging partner Corrado and his cousin from across the pond went down to the meat packing district to check out some place called Brass Monkey. Since we were passing &lt;a href="http://www.hogsandheifers.com/home.html"&gt;Hogs and Heifers&lt;/a&gt; on the way we decided to stop in for at least one drink to show him the joint. That one drink turned into the entire night and I must say it was a much better time the I last remembered the place about 8 years ago. The girls on the megaphone and spitting fire was a highlight and Alexis the bartender kept me entertained while she dug into this one jerkoff for his hideous sweater. They are the reason I was Drunk In Penn. We never made it to that other bar but my pocket is empty and I have the hangover to prove that I had a great time. TIP YOUR BARTENDERS! Good job girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-7555991357490860928?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7555991357490860928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=7555991357490860928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7555991357490860928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7555991357490860928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/reason-1-for-being-drunk-in-penn.html' title='Reason #1 for being Drunk In Penn'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPocgDho9EI/AAAAAAAAANY/EzkW9fI5-ug/s72-c/hogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4656125434931287355</id><published>2008-10-18T13:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:15:26.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunks 63-67</title><content type='html'>Drunks 63-67&lt;br /&gt;10/18/08&lt;br /&gt;2:30-3:19am ish&lt;br /&gt;My only complaint about the iPhone so far is that it doesn't save the time/date of the photos. Since I myself was Drunk In Penn last night I couldnt tell ya the exact times these were taken. I took the 3:19 train back to the hood so these were taken anywhere between 2:30ish and a minute before I jumped on the choo choo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTXK9eVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ji7F95Lx2Y4/s1600-h/drunk+72+73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTXK9eVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ji7F95Lx2Y4/s320/drunk+72+73.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258542235825043794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why wait till you get home to cuddle? Start the pre-game in Penn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTocrUGI/AAAAAAAAANA/UbCFkczWGVE/s1600-h/drunk+74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTocrUGI/AAAAAAAAANA/UbCFkczWGVE/s320/drunk+74.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258542240462753890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYT8n2wKI/AAAAAAAAANI/A7KpZqOntc8/s1600-h/drunk+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYT8n2wKI/AAAAAAAAANI/A7KpZqOntc8/s320/drunk+75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258542245878349986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTxp0c9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/rWqrYbudLAQ/s1600-h/drunk+76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTxp0c9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/rWqrYbudLAQ/s320/drunk+76.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258542242933797842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he knew what time the train was supposed to leave. By the looks of it he missed it. You think that thigh pocket ever comes in handy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4656125434931287355?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4656125434931287355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4656125434931287355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4656125434931287355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4656125434931287355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/drunks-63.html' title='Drunks 63-67'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPoYTXK9eVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ji7F95Lx2Y4/s72-c/drunk+72+73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4315998800584942397</id><published>2008-10-14T12:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:42:49.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #62!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTG-OpmGdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/viUNGAalP-s/s1600-h/drunk+67+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTG-OpmGdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/viUNGAalP-s/s320/drunk+67+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257045437434960338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #62&lt;br /&gt;10/11/08&lt;br /&gt;5:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;In this photo he looks like any other shmoe sleeping on the ever so spotless Penn floor. But when trains start leaving and this guy is still motionless I guess the fuzz starts to wonder if he even has a pulse. "So what do you wanna do with this one?".... "idk, who won the Socks game?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTG-EPSCUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b0_NkGigWCQ/s1600-h/drunk+67+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTG-EPSCUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b0_NkGigWCQ/s320/drunk+67+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257045434640238914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I help you?!" ..... "nope".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTIi8y4cII/AAAAAAAAAMg/CUbMrLFjeMY/s1600-h/drunk+67+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTIi8y4cII/AAAAAAAAAMg/CUbMrLFjeMY/s320/drunk+67+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257047167808860290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure glad I stuck around because I actually got to witness what I guess is protocol for this kind of situation. They rolled over this low budget wheelchair and pushed the dude a little until he showed signs of life. They got him to his feet, wrapped him in a sheet and tied a clear garbage bag around his neck... I guess to catch any more chunks if the moment strikes. I think at this point he had already let it all out on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTIjHX2jhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qQwtJubtw_s/s1600-h/drunk+67+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTIjHX2jhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qQwtJubtw_s/s320/drunk+67+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257047170648280594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTI_ZmLoBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/8kAORrFFHTk/s1600-h/drunk+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTI_ZmLoBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/8kAORrFFHTk/s320/drunk+67.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257047656576557074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You know those moments when you come to your senses while drunk? Kind of like stepping out of a day dream to realize you passed out on the couch at the halloween kegger? IMAGINE being this guy and waking up strapped down to a chair while they roll you out of Penn? I wouldn't want to explain this to my wife or parents. I assume they bring you somewhere and call a contact to come scoop you up.... or just let you sleep it off. Either way you prob get arrested for extreme drunk in public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4315998800584942397?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4315998800584942397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4315998800584942397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4315998800584942397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4315998800584942397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/drunk-62.html' title='Drunk #62!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPTG-OpmGdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/viUNGAalP-s/s72-c/drunk+67+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-3379549743958995245</id><published>2008-10-13T12:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:20:22.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#59-#61</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNyBCv0ruI/AAAAAAAAALw/9EJh7kEBq54/s1600-h/drunk+62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNyBCv0ruI/AAAAAAAAALw/9EJh7kEBq54/s320/drunk+62.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670552314392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #59&lt;br /&gt;4:49am&lt;br /&gt;10/11/08&lt;br /&gt;Levis super dooper skinny jeans, Check. Button up sweater, Check. Brand spankin' new kicks, Check. Logo T shirt, Check. Looks like this dude is pooped from his shopping spree at Urban Outfitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNyBjZNrGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hu9Erx0LPJI/s1600-h/drunk+63+64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNyBjZNrGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hu9Erx0LPJI/s320/drunk+63+64.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670561077931106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #60 and #61&lt;br /&gt;4:38am&lt;br /&gt;10/11/08&lt;br /&gt;"Please sit, remove your caps and bow your heads for a moment of silence..... We have been through rough times these past few weeks.... and we now have a clean up on pillar 289B. At least you saved a bunch of money by not taking a cab home. Thank You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNzOoG7JaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wBDB24fQssY/s1600-h/cleanup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNzOoG7JaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wBDB24fQssY/s320/cleanup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256671885193323938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNzO1QcS5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uKPPghS1btI/s1600-h/cleanup+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNzO1QcS5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uKPPghS1btI/s320/cleanup+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256671888722906002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puke. Nothing a little kitty litter wont fix. Let it soak up for a minute and sweep it up... 100% sanitary and ready for the next shmuck to lay down on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-3379549743958995245?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3379549743958995245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=3379549743958995245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3379549743958995245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3379549743958995245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/59-61.html' title='#59-#61'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPNyBCv0ruI/AAAAAAAAALw/9EJh7kEBq54/s72-c/drunk+62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8950573605333726856</id><published>2008-10-12T12:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:52:54.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drunk #58&lt;br /&gt;10/11/08&lt;br /&gt;4:40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIq1INfkUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pFhCm7TzlpM/s1600-h/drunk+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIq1INfkUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pFhCm7TzlpM/s320/drunk+66.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256310807320301890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you doing right now?....&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Insert females name here&lt;/i&gt; is updating my facebook status while my drunk ass boyfriend is passed out in penn station.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8950573605333726856?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8950573605333726856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8950573605333726856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8950573605333726856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8950573605333726856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/drunk-58-101108-440am-what-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIq1INfkUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pFhCm7TzlpM/s72-c/drunk+66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4217664344714566777</id><published>2008-10-12T12:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:49:10.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's barefoot friday!</title><content type='html'>Drunks #55-57&lt;br /&gt;10/11/08&lt;br /&gt;5:10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntK9X87I/AAAAAAAAALI/GihGBvBN6V8/s1600-h/drunk+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; &lt;br /&gt;text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntK9X87I/AAAAAAAAALI/GihGBvBN6V8/s320/drunk+69.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256307372084163506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntCEyicI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MPSwvfOBAF8/s1600-h/drunk+70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntCEyicI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MPSwvfOBAF8/s320/drunk+70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256307369699346882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntdxZWnI/AAAAAAAAALY/WoNmQqh34sU/s1600-h/drunk+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntdxZWnI/AAAAAAAAALY/WoNmQqh34sU/s320/drunk+65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256307377134197362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntXQ1GZI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z7Ou_9AGaFU/s1600-h/114357_f248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntXQ1GZI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z7Ou_9AGaFU/s320/114357_f248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256307375386990994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I seen that tat somewhere before? Oh shit! How original!... you got the same exact Nicole Richie tattoo on your foot! Odds are you dont pray and Nicole isnt even that cool. Next time you should copycat the &lt;a href="http://www.kapelovitz.com/bums.htm"&gt;bumfights&lt;/a&gt; guys and get a forehead tattoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4217664344714566777?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4217664344714566777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4217664344714566777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4217664344714566777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4217664344714566777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-barefoot-friday.html' title='It&apos;s barefoot friday!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SPIntK9X87I/AAAAAAAAALI/GihGBvBN6V8/s72-c/drunk+69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6551074289903183781</id><published>2008-10-04T18:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:07:28.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thong tha tha Thong Thong!</title><content type='html'>Livin la vida loca... thighs like what what.. baby move ya butt butt.... all night long, let me see that THONNNNGGGG!!!&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OP3bZZLGBlo"&gt;That Thong tha tha Thong Thong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf28e5GbvI/AAAAAAAAALA/bL14zyilgDI/s1600-h/thonggirls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf28e5GbvI/AAAAAAAAALA/bL14zyilgDI/s320/thonggirls1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253439009296117490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf2xo6zAgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CcRVDBrVDYA/s1600-h/thonggirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf2xo6zAgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CcRVDBrVDYA/s320/thonggirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253438823009026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf2Buijy-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yLRoay6AKLw/s1600-h/thonggirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf2Buijy-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yLRoay6AKLw/s320/thonggirls2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253437999884258274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure this isnt standard behavior after you find a thong on the train. These girls found the thong, picked it up... and posed with it for photos. Alcohol is a hell of a drug haha. Taken early this morning on the 5:19am from Penn on the Port Washington line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6551074289903183781?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6551074289903183781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6551074289903183781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6551074289903183781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6551074289903183781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/thong-tha-tha-thong-thong.html' title='Thong tha tha Thong Thong!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOf28e5GbvI/AAAAAAAAALA/bL14zyilgDI/s72-c/thonggirls1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-443867569813324668</id><published>2008-10-03T10:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:38:04.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke the #50 mark!</title><content type='html'>Ment to post these a few days ago but shit happens. This is part #2 of "Little Ones" pics she took last saturday night in good ol' Penn. It looks like they were all taken in the hot spot area. Feast your eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqvhqzkLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rGQSqfZeNzM/s1600-h/drunk+48+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqvhqzkLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rGQSqfZeNzM/s320/drunk+48+49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933011354390706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #45 + #46&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;How cute... at least they arent cuddling. Hopefully he set his cell phones volume to 11. At least he is wearing black socks. Nothing is worse then wearing the hard bottoms and showing white socks when your pants get jacked up. Style points brah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqv0tvycI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TpufhjdXVPY/s1600-h/drunk+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqv0tvycI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TpufhjdXVPY/s320/drunk+50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933016466999746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk # 47&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;Dude is OUT! Some Penn employee is changing the garbage inches from this drunkies face. If the wiff of a days worth of Penn garbage doesn't wake you nothing will. Maybe he woke up in the middle of the AM commute. I heard on manSWERS that a fart can be used in place of a mouth for CPR. Pork and beans it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqv4TxZHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cQebFDqi-SE/s1600-h/drunk+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqv4TxZHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cQebFDqi-SE/s320/drunk+59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933017431794802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #48&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;Lil cat nap before a ride home. Pick up! You have a collect call from the germ police... they say "put your damn shoes on before you walk on this gross floor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqwKDxdTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M0SHUwR5CDk/s1600-h/drunk+53+54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqwKDxdTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M0SHUwR5CDk/s320/drunk+53+54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933022196528434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #49 + #50&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;This could have easily broken the #50 marker for drunks on this page but I figure since the main focus of this photo is the 2 dudes on the right we will keep it at that. The bald dude just looks confused and the blurry image doesnt help his case. BUT the best part of this moment caught in drunk time is the 2 corpses we have in each of the top corners. No faces or torsos.... just legs and ass creeping out of the corners. If you put 2 and 2 together you can figure out that the dude on the top left is infact drunk #47 from the post above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqwFITwlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8LzlGoteS1A/s1600-h/drunk+58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqwFITwlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8LzlGoteS1A/s320/drunk+58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933020873376338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #51&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;No photos, No photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYt9JTfYGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ai9Kbiuk-HM/s1600-h/drunk+55+56+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYt9JTfYGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ai9Kbiuk-HM/s320/drunk+55+56+57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252936543867199586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #52-#54&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say. No witty explanation is needed for this one but I'll try. Passed the fuck out youngsters in rough shape back at the station. Do girls really match their undies to the bags they are gonna bring out that night? Thats news to me. Knees are a little roughed up too.... I wont get into that though. Penn is almost like the side of the road for a deer. You ever notice that they make it to the side of the road before they give up the fight?  They get slammed into someones windshield then stumble to the side before dying. Drunks kill their livers but wait till they get inside Penn to shut the lights out on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT! DRINK UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-443867569813324668?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/443867569813324668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=443867569813324668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/443867569813324668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/443867569813324668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/ment-to-post-these-few-days-ago-but.html' title='Broke the #50 mark!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOYqvhqzkLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rGQSqfZeNzM/s72-c/drunk+48+49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1541900458979683073</id><published>2008-10-02T16:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:34:34.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #44 Bloody Mayhem!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUtdKHfA3I/AAAAAAAAABM/TjI9w7d74dw/s1600-h/blood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUtdKHfA3I/AAAAAAAAABM/TjI9w7d74dw/s320/blood1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252654519352755058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUtqzeUG6I/AAAAAAAAABU/PM8VrHpRu2Y/s1600-h/blood3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUtqzeUG6I/AAAAAAAAABU/PM8VrHpRu2Y/s320/blood3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252654753792662434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUt7P1HJnI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZnktCmJK0dc/s1600-h/blood2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUt7P1HJnI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZnktCmJK0dc/s320/blood2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252655036282381938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09-26-08&lt;br /&gt;01:39 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my shock when i walk into quiet Penn Station on a thursday night, waiting over 2 hours for my 3:19 train, and i walk into this!! This dude (after a quick investigation by your boy Corradddd) apparently tried 'stealing' a few items from the newspaper/beer/magazine stand, with no success. The cop that is standing over him hunched (out of breath) tackled him at that spot, where he procedded to bleed all over the fuckin floor. Amazing. Apparently in takes 6+ cops to take down 1 drunk dude in a business suit. One of the other cops started cleaning his blood off the floor (barehanded) with a couple of pieces of paper that he found on the floor (protocol???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks when your doing the solo drunk missions. Be Careful people... the squallies are watching your every move...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-1541900458979683073?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1541900458979683073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=1541900458979683073' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1541900458979683073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1541900458979683073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/drunk-44-bloody-mayhem.html' title='Drunk #44 Bloody Mayhem!!!'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SOUtdKHfA3I/AAAAAAAAABM/TjI9w7d74dw/s72-c/blood1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1385516090331612607</id><published>2008-09-30T11:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:50:34.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader Submission: Drunk #37 - #43</title><content type='html'>Our girl "Little One" went crazy on the photo mission this past saturday night. I personally was under the weather and didnt venture into the 'big apple' so she felt obligated to help out this fine website. The following pics were taken between 4:00am and 4:40am when she had to jump on her train. She had a run-in with some jerkoff who said he worked for the train station. She asked for his credentials and he had nothing to say. She then verbally abused him till he walked away. Sounds about right. She said the 'fuzz' in the station were watching her work and were amused by her drunken paparazziness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOI9_d5_v9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Iz5tTj_M8ic/s1600-h/drunk+41+42+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOI9_d5_v9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Iz5tTj_M8ic/s320/drunk+41+42+43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251828276036354002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #37-#39&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;Look at these three stooges! I think we officially have our first drunk to be caught with a brown bag bevy next to him! At least he tried to keep the buzz going. As you can see, they are wearing the bracelets that bars strap on when you opt for the open bar. $20 for the wristband and you can drink your face off for two hours. Oh yea, its the classy stuff... well drinks (speed rack) and tap domestic beer. A keg costs a bar around $60 and a bottle of shit vodka/gin/rum/tequila is about $4. Considering you get about 125 pints out of a keg and 30ish drinks out of a bottle of crap the bars are making out like bandits. And... you get to wind up in this condition once the bar cuts everyone off! Lacoste shirt CHECK!, designer sunglasses CHECK!, not going home with a girl CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOI9_apuRTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/qyIuL2QXUQs/s1600-h/drunk+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOI9_apuRTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/qyIuL2QXUQs/s320/drunk+60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251828275162793266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKING UP NEXT TO THIS WOMAN WHILE YOUR FRIENDS ARE NOWHERE TO BE SEEN &lt;b&gt;CHECK!&lt;/b&gt; How the hell do you figure he wound up cuddling with this lady? I wish I was around to see the look on his face when he came back to the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D.I.P. QUOTE SUBMISSION: Write your funniest quote for this photo in the comments area!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCNCM1JBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ASmzqgsrDw4/s1600-h/drunk+44+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCNCM1JBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ASmzqgsrDw4/s320/drunk+44+45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251832907163837458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #40 &amp; #41&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;Sisters?, Mother/Daughter?, Cousins?, Friends?... anyone makes a good pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCNy-Mh0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/zw2tLBkAgq4/s1600-h/drunk+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCNy-Mh0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/zw2tLBkAgq4/s320/drunk+46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251832920255792962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #42&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Live from dreamland:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Mmmmm &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFFdM_MiEng"&gt;White Castle&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCOPnY4dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RlgLrh4VuKI/s1600-h/drunk+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOJCOPnY4dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RlgLrh4VuKI/s320/drunk+47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251832927944761810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #43&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;4:00am ish&lt;br /&gt;Two brown bag attempts in one night? Looks like an aluminum bottle of bud light lime to me.... no purse either? Hopefully she   set the alarm on her cell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since "Little One" sent so many good pics I decided to split them up into two parts. Come back later for round deuce. Good work girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-1385516090331612607?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1385516090331612607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=1385516090331612607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1385516090331612607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1385516090331612607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/reader-submission-drunk-37-43.html' title='Reader Submission: Drunk #37 - #43'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOI9_d5_v9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Iz5tTj_M8ic/s72-c/drunk+41+42+43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-3303058956978562176</id><published>2008-09-29T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:48:27.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOET78OaTqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ApM2SySGYbg/s1600-h/bandaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOET78OaTqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ApM2SySGYbg/s320/bandaid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251500560990490274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.I.P. reader "Little One" just sent us 20... Yes, TWENTY drunks that she took photos of this past saturday night in Penn. She said they were all taken between 4:00 and 4:40 am late sat/early sunday morning. This is a little sample of what's to come in tomorrows post..... Banged up kneed, undie showing, open bar bracelet wearing puddles of booze. Way to go girls... comin' through big on the weekend photo hunt.  Cheers "Little One" and "K.K."!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-3303058956978562176?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3303058956978562176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=3303058956978562176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3303058956978562176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3303058956978562176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SOET78OaTqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ApM2SySGYbg/s72-c/bandaid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-7573263546440464876</id><published>2008-09-29T11:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:17:49.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader Submission: Drunk #34 - #36</title><content type='html'>D.I.P.'s first lady "K.K." sent us these photos of her endeavor in Penn this weekend. She say's that the pics were taken before &lt;i&gt;(and the one of the girl was on the train)&lt;/i&gt; the 2:30ish train to Babylon Saturday night/early Sunday morning. This is what she had to say about the photos........ Thanks girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv6dkQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MQFRjOgrwZs/s1600-h/drunk+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv6dkQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MQFRjOgrwZs/s320/drunk+40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251460953162183058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #34&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;2:30ish train to Babylon&lt;br /&gt;This kid was hi-freaking-lariously uncomfortable. Three wasted chicks came and sat down in his little area. He sat like this most of the train ride. Until I started talking to him and telling him jokes. One of the girls muttered that she didn't feel too well, so he made a smart choice of moving his seat. Within thirty seconds, she started throwing up right on the floor. And then stammered out the words, "Sorry, I ate hot dogs." It was a literal train wreck. She kept dropping her phone in her own vomit. It was really a lovely ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv6nBG0EI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dLCRv7608iI/s1600-h/drunk+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv6nBG0EI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dLCRv7608iI/s320/drunk+39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251460955699073090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #35&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;2:20ish am&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see in this picture. But that is a dude laying on his girl. Apparently alcohol turned him into the chick in this cuddling session. Hey, maybe they don't even know each other. Who knows. All I know is a little bit of booze made him surrender his dude position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv670VKHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tWY7yq4ez8c/s1600-h/drunk+38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv670VKHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tWY7yq4ez8c/s320/drunk+38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251460961282631794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #36&lt;br /&gt;9/28/08&lt;br /&gt;2:20ish am&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that special about this photo. Just some drunk sleepy dude with a lei on. His friend told me I was cruel for taking his picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-7573263546440464876?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7573263546440464876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=7573263546440464876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7573263546440464876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7573263546440464876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/reader-submission-drunk-34-36.html' title='Reader Submission: Drunk #34 - #36'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SODv6dkQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MQFRjOgrwZs/s72-c/drunk+40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-2192444398977620784</id><published>2008-09-26T02:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:14:01.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9-26-06 2:12 am</title><content type='html'>EPIC updates tomorrow morning. (so epic, that 'theboss' is coming all the way from queens to pick me up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-2192444398977620784?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2192444398977620784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=2192444398977620784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2192444398977620784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2192444398977620784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/9-26-06-212-am.html' title='9-26-06 2:12 am'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-5452554249628171329</id><published>2008-09-25T13:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:04:36.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #33</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNvKKp1fpcI/AAAAAAAAABE/bxpI_TvJFWM/s1600-h/green+strip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNvKKp1fpcI/AAAAAAAAABE/bxpI_TvJFWM/s320/green+strip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250012075008173506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #33&lt;br /&gt;3:06am&lt;br /&gt;9/10/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'where's waldo?' of Penn Station. This is the girl that started it all... without me taking a picture of her, none of this would have ever surmounted. I woke her up right after taking this photo; which, in turn, made her catch her 03:11 train. Your Welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-5452554249628171329?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5452554249628171329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=5452554249628171329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5452554249628171329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5452554249628171329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/9-10-08-0306-wheres-waldo-of-penn.html' title='Drunk #33'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNvKKp1fpcI/AAAAAAAAABE/bxpI_TvJFWM/s72-c/green+strip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-5543076396700293056</id><published>2008-09-24T13:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:04:16.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #31 + #32</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp7JYjjfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L4lzrLaqOMg/s1600-h/drunk+20+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp7JYjjfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L4lzrLaqOMg/s320/drunk+20+21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249643716794351346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #31 + #32&lt;br /&gt;2:02am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up with Corrados couples theme from the other day.... these two were found knocked out last Thursday night (early Fri. morn) in almost the exact same location as his photo. The hot spot is home to most sleepers in Penn. I guess they all flock to the same place and figure strength in numbers works out in the bed time world as well. I guess if everyone around you is sleeping noone is gonna fuck with you right? Wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some drunk etiquette buddy! Couldn't give her a shoulder or lap to lean on? I wonder if she found the business card I placed on her bag.... ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-5543076396700293056?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5543076396700293056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=5543076396700293056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5543076396700293056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5543076396700293056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-30-31.html' title='Drunk #31 + #32'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp7JYjjfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L4lzrLaqOMg/s72-c/drunk+20+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-5350205677473398770</id><published>2008-09-23T16:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:03:50.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNp4e1Y2thI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z_BXCELJC2s/s1600-h/drunk+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNp4e1Y2thI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z_BXCELJC2s/s320/drunk+28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249640786776471058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #30&lt;br /&gt;11:19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another wasted dude... except that this was taken at the 23:19 train mark (wayyyyy early, even for Penn standards). Food in (2) separate bags, green/white striped shirt with tie, white socks, NY Rangers hat and about 30,000 people walking by him and staring. GoodJob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I haven't had the chance to pick up the business cards from 'The Boss' yet, so all these poor souls that I'm taking pictures of, have no clue. Sucks for you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-5350205677473398770?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5350205677473398770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=5350205677473398770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5350205677473398770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/5350205677473398770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-29.html' title='Drunk #30'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SNp4e1Y2thI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z_BXCELJC2s/s72-c/drunk+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1040797656889617831</id><published>2008-09-23T13:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:36:33.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkm-0TcbwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rtH3lf5YZDw/s1600-h/carusospizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkm-0TcbwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rtH3lf5YZDw/s320/carusospizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249269701310967554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNknATpOmpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NbSpW2568To/s1600-h/carusospizza1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNknATpOmpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NbSpW2568To/s320/carusospizza1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249269726903704210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tip #2 for staying awake in Penn:&lt;/b&gt; Got an extra fiver burning a hole in your pocket? This place never closes and always has a variety of overpriced pizza for you to bite on. A slice of regular is about $4 and if you want a topping prepare to buck up about $5+. Granted, the slices are large you wouldn't pay the price if this was your local pizza joint. Doesn't hold a candle to Famous Rays in the Manhattan, VIP in Bayside or Il Sapore in Douglaston... but drunk at 4am... it'll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-1040797656889617831?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1040797656889617831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=1040797656889617831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1040797656889617831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1040797656889617831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/tip-2.html' title='Tip #2'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkm-0TcbwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rtH3lf5YZDw/s72-c/carusospizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8827233614724632537</id><published>2008-09-22T13:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:03:24.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #28 + #29: I'm the New Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkiEb5nn4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tDcT9xW23eI/s1600-h/drunk+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkiEb5nn4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tDcT9xW23eI/s320/drunk+37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249264300281274242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #28 + #29&lt;br /&gt;9/21/08&lt;br /&gt;1:09am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Corrado, and I will be taking pictures of your drunk asses hanging out in Penn Station. If you are drunk in Penn, i will find you. So being that i'm a contributing author to this website, i figured that i'd make my contribution for the day.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;This couple found it necessary to attempt to 'sleep' under the safety net of the overhanging schedule holder. I guess when you are completely shitfaced, you have the mentality of a 2 year old; thinking that 'if i can't see you, you can't see me'. Idiots. The cool thing about these two is that they were holding hands. aww... Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8827233614724632537?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8827233614724632537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8827233614724632537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8827233614724632537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8827233614724632537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-new-guy.html' title='Drunk #28 + #29: I&apos;m the New Guy'/><author><name>Corrado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043477012334833593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9l9Ms7Os0Q/SspkClaU96I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eMFqqzHXcsw/S220/IMG_0274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNkiEb5nn4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tDcT9xW23eI/s72-c/drunk+37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-933113242202261345</id><published>2008-09-22T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:29:33.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunks #26 and #27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeomWUrVRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xexpiLIgpwg/s1600-h/drunk+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeomWUrVRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xexpiLIgpwg/s320/drunk+27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248849267504403730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #26&lt;br /&gt;3:07am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;And you thought &lt;a href="http://images.forbes.com/images/2001/02/28/garcia_400_478.jpg"&gt;Jerry Garcia&lt;/a&gt; was dead? &lt;br /&gt;He's just been chillin' in Penn Station all this time. Since 1995 you've been eating Ben and Jerrys &lt;a href="http://www.beadedpizzazz.com/images/IceCreamScoopB+J1.jpg"&gt;"Cherry Garcia&lt;/a&gt;" ice cream trying to get over it.... so while you've become a barrel ass all you needed to do was visit Penn Station on a friday night for a glimce of the legend from the Grateful Dead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeom25ex6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RNJ0E_vN2tI/s1600-h/drunk+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeom25ex6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RNJ0E_vN2tI/s320/drunk+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248849276248704930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #27&lt;br /&gt;4:36am&lt;br /&gt;9/14/08&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say here. He's drunk and the girl next to him looks bored. This was taken before I got the business cards in... so hes prob oblivious to this website. If you know the dude give him a heads up. Spread the word about drunkinpenn.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeonFhYs_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/tGy5KPITeJI/s1600-h/hebrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeonFhYs_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/tGy5KPITeJI/s320/hebrew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248849280174175218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it ok to drink "The Chosen Beer" while fasting? Conceived in San Fran and brewed in NY, Hebrew calls themselves the "Messiah Bold". L'Chaim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-933113242202261345?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/933113242202261345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=933113242202261345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/933113242202261345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/933113242202261345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunks-26-and-27.html' title='Drunks #26 and #27'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNeomWUrVRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xexpiLIgpwg/s72-c/drunk+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6235509363541204289</id><published>2008-09-21T11:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:18:32.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader Submission: Drunk #25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNZuZG73BxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SLRhC2aWWD8/s1600-h/drunk+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNZuZG73BxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SLRhC2aWWD8/s320/drunk+36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503793384359698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #25&lt;br /&gt;1:04am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;Aww, how peaceful does he look? "M.C." sent in this photo for our first reader submission. He caught this puddle of booze while he was counting his 100th sheep. Again, the trend of having a non alcoholic bevy in the photo... you wont sober up by drinking an Aquafina right after finishing a 12 pack and 4 shots of Goldshlick vodka. Save the water for the hangover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6235509363541204289?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6235509363541204289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6235509363541204289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6235509363541204289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6235509363541204289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/reader-submission-drunk-25.html' title='Reader Submission: Drunk #25'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNZuZG73BxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SLRhC2aWWD8/s72-c/drunk+36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6748660993197862960</id><published>2008-09-20T13:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:08:39.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We got some fans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mOLTuNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RyD4CWBZAq4/s1600-h/group+shot+alyce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mOLTuNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RyD4CWBZAq4/s320/group+shot+alyce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248163170061891794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't catch the dudes names, but this is Alyce and her boys. They are the crew that set up Drunk #20 (see below) for her fame on Drunk In Penn. Cool group, def seem like they have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mAirdGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/j50cH0pgJ2U/s1600-h/Terry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mAirdGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/j50cH0pgJ2U/s320/Terry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248163166401819746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy Terry was funny. When I am drunk I have two things on my mind.... food and girls.... I guess Terry thinks the same. After he finished up his chinese food he was on the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A_E-u4exQA"&gt;Penn Station prowl lookin' for some butt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mmL7RaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OBLjQ4vBb5c/s1600-h/Lizandamanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mmL7RaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OBLjQ4vBb5c/s320/Lizandamanda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248163176506934690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and Amanda.... Drunk In Penn supporters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6748660993197862960?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6748660993197862960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6748660993197862960' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6748660993197862960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6748660993197862960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-got-some-fans.html' title='We got some fans!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU4mOLTuNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RyD4CWBZAq4/s72-c/group+shot+alyce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4411399615337199163</id><published>2008-09-20T13:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:49:51.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunks #20 - #24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU1uh3mAEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zHWNZLHRo2o/s1600-h/drunk+30+Sandra...alycefriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU1uh3mAEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zHWNZLHRo2o/s320/drunk+30+Sandra...alycefriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160014251982914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #20&lt;br /&gt;4:25am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;This girls friends are evil. They left her hangin' solo then told me to go take her photo. She was a good sport though. When she woke up she said "take my picture, I dont give a fuck!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy9ylNh4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ka6dbyepd88/s1600-h/drunk+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy9ylNh4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ka6dbyepd88/s320/drunk+35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248156977901438850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #21&lt;br /&gt;4:42am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;Light out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-dqJcuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/COWf2IYPED4/s1600-h/drunk+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-dqJcuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/COWf2IYPED4/s320/drunk+33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248156989464867554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #22&lt;br /&gt;4:01am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;Drunk or food coma? I think both.  When he came back to life his girlfriend had to escort him away from a couple of dudes who wanted to get in a heated debate over the Mets vs Yankees. The Yanks are out of the playoffs and the Mets are hangin' on by a pube. Save the arguments for October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-pspcgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EevsPVEqrvs/s1600-h/drunk+32+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-pspcgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EevsPVEqrvs/s320/drunk+32+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248156992696578562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #23&lt;br /&gt;4:41am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;Here's a true fan. The Yankees are &lt;a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/mlb/standings/"&gt;9 games out&lt;/a&gt; of first place and 7.5 games out of the &lt;a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/mlb/standings/wildcard.jsp"&gt;wild card&lt;/a&gt; yet this dude is still flyin his colors. In his kung fu grip is a painting of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VdLkYcnml4s&amp;feature=related"&gt;The Great Bambino&lt;/a&gt; himself, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xyFaLT-L2uk&amp;feature=related"&gt;Babe Ruth&lt;/a&gt;. Get em next year buddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-zCx1_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eOFMzw3gBUo/s1600-h/drunk+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUy-zCx1_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eOFMzw3gBUo/s320/drunk+31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248156995205322738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #24&lt;br /&gt;4:05am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder why my ankle hurts today?" ... maybe it's because you stretched it sideways for about 2 hours last night while you were Drunk In Penn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4411399615337199163?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4411399615337199163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4411399615337199163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4411399615337199163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4411399615337199163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-20-425am-92008-this-girls-friends.html' title='Drunks #20 - #24'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNU1uh3mAEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zHWNZLHRo2o/s72-c/drunk+30+Sandra...alycefriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-1736917074598597039</id><published>2008-09-20T13:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:24:10.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Drunks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUw4M53i6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ryCzgSraVPA/s1600-h/drunk+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUw4M53i6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ryCzgSraVPA/s320/drunk+29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248154682864929698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #18&lt;br /&gt;3:07am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;This is genious, but how do you think he got the back part to stay up before he sat down? Must have been a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUw4VinFyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sr8sCgVRKf0/s1600-h/drunk+34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUw4VinFyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sr8sCgVRKf0/s320/drunk+34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248154685183301410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #19&lt;br /&gt;4:01am&lt;br /&gt;9/20/08&lt;br /&gt;This girl took the easier route and got some paper towels from the pee room. Its funny how anal people are about even having their clothing touch the ground yet girls walk around barefoot every night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-1736917074598597039?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1736917074598597039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=1736917074598597039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1736917074598597039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/1736917074598597039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/smart-drunks.html' title='Smart Drunks!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNUw4M53i6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ryCzgSraVPA/s72-c/drunk+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-3845744719831125513</id><published>2008-09-19T13:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:48:56.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPjpsorvcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Bl7wYnt5Dlk/s1600-h/police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPjpsorvcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Bl7wYnt5Dlk/s320/police.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247788296312700354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmine holdin down the fort as the squally rolls by in their whip. I've been taking the LIRR home from NYC bars since around 1998 and this is the first time I've seen any kind of police vehicle leave from its designated parking spot. If I was part of new yorks finest I would be holding time trials down the tracks with $20 bets per officer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPjpg533eI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WLsJhQMqbbw/s1600-h/brown+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPjpg533eI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WLsJhQMqbbw/s320/brown+bag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247788293163572706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brown bagged soldier didn't have very nice words to say about my boy Carmine. Something about how a 16oz can of beer is $2.75 and a 12 oz. bottle of beer is $4. Doesn't make much sense to me either, but I go the easiest route and tackle the tall 24oz man can for $4. Best deal. And you dont argue with Carmine.. he runs the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPl3TwKSHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lRKP2FchJBw/s1600-h/barefoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPl3TwKSHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lRKP2FchJBw/s320/barefoot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247790729174599794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another gross barefoot babe in Penn. I wont get over this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-3845744719831125513?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3845744719831125513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=3845744719831125513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3845744719831125513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/3845744719831125513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/carmine-holdin-down-fort-as-squally.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPjpsorvcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Bl7wYnt5Dlk/s72-c/police.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-7915435022857428434</id><published>2008-09-19T13:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:30:40.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPbiuOsglI/AAAAAAAAAEU/shqDzxWtDHA/s1600-h/drunk+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPbiuOsglI/AAAAAAAAAEU/shqDzxWtDHA/s320/drunk+19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247779380388463186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPbi18cbyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/TmVCLEbhk08/s1600-h/drunk+19+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPbi18cbyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/TmVCLEbhk08/s320/drunk+19+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247779382459395874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #17&lt;br /&gt;2:59am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;This is classic. Buddy shown here has all the recipes for a hangover before even leaving penn station. Tylenol, plenty of water, a banana and man on man cuddling. The vom almost made it into the garbage... but why not just let it fly on the floor instead right? It'll be in the perfect spot for you to roll over and put your socked foot into. 99.999% chance that that very spot will have host another drunks face in the near future......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPdCL0lKGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pqo-kAcdNBc/s1600-h/drunk+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPdCL0lKGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pqo-kAcdNBc/s320/drunk+22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247781020419565666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk #18&lt;br /&gt;3:00am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;.......Kinda like this dude. That lil' nook in the corner was def home of some up chuck. I've noticed a trend in most drunks photos. Almost all of them switch over from the booze to either water, soda or juice. Maybe they should just keep it going? Might keep them awake... just an idea. I'm sure Carmine would love to sell them a $4 tall can of Bud Light. He sure loves taking my money every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPeWtHvTUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Guh4OEJ-0ik/s1600-h/drunk+25+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPeWtHvTUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Guh4OEJ-0ik/s320/drunk+25+26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247782472467303746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #19 and #20&lt;br /&gt;3:03am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel bad for these two. I am gonna go out on a limb and say they are a couple? I took a stroll through Penn at around 2ish to see what was going on at the hot spot and they were passed out. I came back at 3 and they were still in la la land. Odds are they missed one or two trains. I've done that before with my ex... it sucked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPfpC3NgqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ru87TcxQ_fg/s1600-h/drunk+23+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPfpC3NgqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ru87TcxQ_fg/s320/drunk+23+24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247783887052833442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunks #21 and #22&lt;br /&gt;3:05am&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;Why just two drunks with 4 dudes in the photo? The two in the center are out like a light, but the guy on the right had the smarts to prop himself up against the garbage and the man on the left... is just.. old. Sure the lounge was empty, but that would mean he'd have to walk his ass over the 52.7 feet to pop a squat. When I'm old my ass is ploppin' anywhere I damn well please. Getting up might be a problem but I will deal with that when the time comes. I was waitin' around for backpack boy to hit the deck, but it didn't happen. He had the Seattle Sway goin' on and I thought it was only a matter of minutes before he gave in and buckled but he somehow pulled it together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-7915435022857428434?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7915435022857428434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=7915435022857428434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7915435022857428434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7915435022857428434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-17-259am-91908-this-is-classic.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPbiuOsglI/AAAAAAAAAEU/shqDzxWtDHA/s72-c/drunk+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-7048441663420140940</id><published>2008-09-19T12:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:01:22.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie and Brooke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPYY1-o8sI/AAAAAAAAAEE/arAFMls8T40/s1600-h/jamie+brooke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPYY1-o8sI/AAAAAAAAAEE/arAFMls8T40/s320/jamie+brooke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247775912135029442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPYZFlBDgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZAqR6lqVcjE/s1600-h/Jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPYZFlBDgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZAqR6lqVcjE/s320/Jamie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247775916322524674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/19/08&lt;br /&gt;3:17am&lt;br /&gt;Here we have two ladies &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Jamie and Brooke)&lt;/span&gt; who voluntarily took some photos for Drunk In Penn. While being passed out on the ground with you're face down in a pile of vom is a sure way to make it on the internet, being a walking puddle of booze is also blog-able. These two were on the 3:19am going to Port Washington &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(end of the line)&lt;/span&gt;.... I have never intentionally taken the train to Port.... Sure, that is where you'll end up if you pass out and miss you're stop, usually with the conductor shaking you and kicking you off lost into the night. $45 dollars later for cab fare and you'll end up home. I've done it twice and believe me, it sucks. ANYWAY, these two girls were with 2 other stuck up broads who lightened up once the camera phone went away and my drunk charm kicked in. One of them was just anti everything while the other one thinks shes gonna be someone one day. Like being on Drunk In Penn wouldn't INCREASE youre chances of making it in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-7048441663420140940?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7048441663420140940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=7048441663420140940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7048441663420140940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/7048441663420140940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/jamie-and-brooke.html' title='Jamie and Brooke'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPYY1-o8sI/AAAAAAAAAEE/arAFMls8T40/s72-c/jamie+brooke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6790600532112015041</id><published>2008-09-19T12:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:02:35.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='platform bar'/><title type='text'>One for the road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPUNW0BADI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JJB0uKFplcU/s1600-h/platformbar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPUNW0BADI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JJB0uKFplcU/s320/platformbar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247771316743897138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/18/08 6:17pm&lt;br /&gt;This platform bar would be a disaster if they kept it out till the night owls were on the prowl. They roll these bad boys out for the 9 to 5ers that wanna get tuned up on their rides back to points east of the city. They have a full bar with beer and a select array of liquor consisting of the necessities like Jack and Vodka. I heard a rumor about a year ago that the LIRR was planning on getting rid of these since some tight asses were complaining. The argument was that most train go-ers drive to their stations so they didn't want to encourage people to have drinks then drive home from the station. Booze is everywhere people. You cant go one block in the city without passing a bar, deli/bodega or restaurant that sells alcohol. And odds are when you get off the train the stop you are at has a bar either at the station or in walking distance. If you want to drink, you will.... the rolling platform bar isn't going to get you smashed before arriving home and I highly doubt anyone is double fisting. Noone knows their track number until minutes before the train leaves the station. These were intended for grabbing a quick one for the road. We DEF do not promote drinking and driving, but everyone has a conscience and they should use it wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6790600532112015041?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6790600532112015041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6790600532112015041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6790600532112015041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6790600532112015041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-platform-bar-would-be-disaster-if.html' title='One for the road?'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNPUNW0BADI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JJB0uKFplcU/s72-c/platformbar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4866267428207721271</id><published>2008-09-18T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:10:49.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKYG_1S_2I/AAAAAAAAADs/rv5qCzSiO6M/s1600-h/businesscards.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKYG_1S_2I/AAAAAAAAADs/rv5qCzSiO6M/s320/businesscards.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247423761821663074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vR5tzhcIeA"&gt;Now lookie lookie what I have for you unda here&lt;/a&gt;".... &lt;a href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2007/07/31/PH2007073100991.jpg"&gt;Evan&lt;/a&gt; is such a bitch. These bad boys finally came in. Gonna spread them like the cheeks of a big black butt all over the city.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKZelUe2QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZmM6kZCHFbQ/s1600-h/bigblackbutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKZelUe2QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZmM6kZCHFbQ/s320/bigblackbutt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247425266533193986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4866267428207721271?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4866267428207721271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4866267428207721271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4866267428207721271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4866267428207721271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-lookie-lookie-what-i-have-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKYG_1S_2I/AAAAAAAAADs/rv5qCzSiO6M/s72-c/businesscards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8578152075939316568</id><published>2008-09-18T11:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:33:46.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lounge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pda'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKCmUfUltI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ty8KhbMJBxo/s1600-h/thelounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKCmUfUltI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ty8KhbMJBxo/s320/thelounge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247400110686770898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKCmkhmR7I/AAAAAAAAADk/Gz8y9dfG0pY/s1600-h/floorplan+diagram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKCmkhmR7I/AAAAAAAAADk/Gz8y9dfG0pY/s320/floorplan+diagram.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247400114991286194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNJ_TEsf9nI/AAAAAAAAADU/93U8G5zuABk/s1600-h/loungelayout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNJ_TEsf9nI/AAAAAAAAADU/93U8G5zuABk/s320/loungelayout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247396481494677106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out all the floor space! The funny part about how many people post their asses on the floor is that Penn has multiple places to sit along with a lounge just steps away. Granted this photo doesn't show many open seats... the photo was taken last night at only 11:45pm. That is about an hourish or so before the peak drunk hours of Penn. It is virtually empty @ 2am while the hot spot looks like a sea of dead. Peep that dude slippin' some PDA in the lounge. At least use a bathroom stall buddy... we all know how clean those are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8578152075939316568?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8578152075939316568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8578152075939316568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8578152075939316568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8578152075939316568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-out-all-floor-space-funny-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNKCmUfUltI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ty8KhbMJBxo/s72-c/thelounge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6634396688727877956</id><published>2008-09-17T10:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:47:55.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How original!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNEWrpNE0NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WekWM3n3sV0/s1600-h/drunk+16+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNEWrpNE0NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WekWM3n3sV0/s320/drunk+16+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246999979914219730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNEVDxz2hHI/AAAAAAAAACs/qTu5xLv_c34/s1600-h/drunk+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNEVDxz2hHI/AAAAAAAAACs/qTu5xLv_c34/s320/drunk+16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246998195517949042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunk #16&lt;div&gt;4:42am&lt;div&gt;9/14/08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen some homeless use paper as a bed. They will preferably use cardboard, but I guess anything is better than nothin right? This guy was definitely the attraction of the night for me along with all the other late night train go-ers that happened to stroll past him. If you've never been to Penn, this drunk is leaning against the pocket timetable sheets. They are different colors depending on what branch your stop is on. He should get extra originality points if we had some kind of grading system.... maybe that'll be a new idea for us. If anyone knows this dude give him a high five for me! It's almost the weekend!!!! Cant wait to see what kind of material we get this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tip #1 for staying awake at Penn: &lt;/b&gt; Go in and read &lt;i&gt;(more like look at the pictures)&lt;/i&gt; a freakin' magazine. The shop has about 400 different magazines ranging from porn to interior design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6634396688727877956?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6634396688727877956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6634396688727877956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6634396688727877956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6634396688727877956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-original.html' title='How original!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNEWrpNE0NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WekWM3n3sV0/s72-c/drunk+16+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8581349091111932667</id><published>2008-09-16T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:04:44.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM_Wl6KoVZI/AAAAAAAAACk/bGyp-9TOs18/s1600-h/drunk+9+10+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM_Wl6KoVZI/AAAAAAAAACk/bGyp-9TOs18/s320/drunk+9+10+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246648037667263890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunks #13-15&lt;div&gt;4:35am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9/14/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder who started the trend? At least one of these three layed down first and the other two found it acceptable. Kudos to the two closest in the photo, at least they are laying on bags... no actual skin to tile contact. My guess is the one on the end is in the worst shape... shoes are even off. Seconds after this photo was taken a girl walked by in a broken high heel. I said "may as well take it off babe".. and she did. She was barefoot in Penn with heels in hand. It looked like the walk of shame the morning after a long night at a one night stands house. We crossed paths again while I was choppin it up with Carmine &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you'll meet him soon... works at the beer stand in the magazine shop)&lt;/span&gt;. I told her how it was filthy that she was rockin' no footwear in Penn Station... her reply was "what do you care, we aren't sleeping together". She actually had a point... but as I looked at her I thought...thank god. Hope she threw her sheets out in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8581349091111932667?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8581349091111932667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8581349091111932667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8581349091111932667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8581349091111932667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunks-13-15-435am-91408-i-wonder-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM_Wl6KoVZI/AAAAAAAAACk/bGyp-9TOs18/s72-c/drunk+9+10+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-4102818425806392339</id><published>2008-09-15T11:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:25:02.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are friends for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6KAM8PbFI/AAAAAAAAACc/mrfVTrYhU7A/s1600-h/drunk+17+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6KAM8PbFI/AAAAAAAAACc/mrfVTrYhU7A/s320/drunk+17+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246282352011734098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6H3OioNCI/AAAAAAAAACU/rllc4iLP4l8/s1600-h/drunk6+7+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6H3OioNCI/AAAAAAAAACU/rllc4iLP4l8/s320/drunk6+7+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246279998799098914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6HmT_rtwI/AAAAAAAAACM/euIwhU5UYCM/s1600-h/drunk+14+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6HmT_rtwI/AAAAAAAAACM/euIwhU5UYCM/s320/drunk+14+15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246279708205364994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6Fzj7y0EI/AAAAAAAAACE/DZrhhaFsUqE/s1600-h/drunk4+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6Fzj7y0EI/AAAAAAAAACE/DZrhhaFsUqE/s320/drunk4+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246277736799064130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunks #4-12, &lt;div&gt;4:34am-4:40am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9/14/2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we have Drunks 4-12. Not much to say here besides they were all twisted and each made the decision to nap it up before heading to points east of NYC. These are all taken in the LIRR section of Penn Station. That one sucker (who I blacked out his eyes because in his defense he was actually still awake).... had two girls to take care of. Unless the one on his shoulder is his sister he is indeed the sucker who had to take care of his girlfriend and her sloppy sidecar. Nothing is worse then going out to have your night ruined by your girl who cant handle her booze. It happens to the best of us, but its a swift kick to the balls when you have to tend to her friend who you prob dont even like. You know the type.. the kind of girl you don't want your girlfriend hanging around because of her bad influence. The kind of girl who you know for a fact let her high school football team run train to celebrate the big game? Yea, her. At least that one guy looks to have a good chance of catching a train beej... she's almost there and he looks to be in a comphy position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-4102818425806392339?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4102818425806392339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=4102818425806392339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4102818425806392339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/4102818425806392339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-are-friends-for.html' title='What are friends for?'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM6KAM8PbFI/AAAAAAAAACc/mrfVTrYhU7A/s72-c/drunk+17+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-2138919785485341703</id><published>2008-09-14T11:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:24:59.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #3?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0rNIlciaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8Dvf8AM5lwo/s1600-h/drunk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0rNIlciaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8Dvf8AM5lwo/s320/drunk3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245896645599332770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunk #3?, 4:35am:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really hope this is tired woman #1 instead of Drunk #3. Clearly she wasn't on a bar crawl around mid town with her baby but who goes to sleep in Penn Station on the floor with a newborn baby in a stroller? Babies are on pretty high demand and this woman clearly doesn't know what the word kidnap means. This place is crawling with sketchy characters and it would be pretty easy to snatch the baby and jump on a train that could take you anywhere. For the childs sake I hope this was a slight hiccup in the parenting of his/her mommy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone else think this is wrong? Post some comments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-2138919785485341703?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2138919785485341703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=2138919785485341703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2138919785485341703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/2138919785485341703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-3.html' title='Drunk #3?'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0rNIlciaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8Dvf8AM5lwo/s72-c/drunk3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8107017276970503921</id><published>2008-09-14T11:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:16:51.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0oVGdAI7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dX0W34QmYbw/s1600-h/drunk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0oVGdAI7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dX0W34QmYbw/s320/drunk2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245893483931116466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunk #2 , 4:32 am:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking into Penn last night I was thinking..." I wonder if anyone is drunk in here? " As I made my last turn to reach the hot spot with the big timetable board (shows track number and time of departure for your destination) I was greated to a sea of DRUNKS. I only had my cell phone camera handy last night so I nonchelontly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thats spelled wrong... so sue me)&lt;/span&gt; snapped about 20 photos in one minute then relaxed, soaking in the sights till my train was ready to leave. This is lucky Drunk #2 and he looks like he could be the poster boy for Penn Station "alchys". Is this what the breaking point looks like? I guess that last shot of Jager was the turning point? I guess this is what missing your train looks like? Either way, you are laying with your face on the ground! The same ground that a bum has without a doubt took a piss on a previous date! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8107017276970503921?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8107017276970503921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8107017276970503921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8107017276970503921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8107017276970503921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-2.html' title='Drunk #2'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SM0oVGdAI7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dX0W34QmYbw/s72-c/drunk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8449865972266343362</id><published>2008-09-14T06:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:09:25.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just took the 5:19am train home from good ol' Penn Station. Got LOTS of pics for an update in a few hours... time for a little sleep. Expect some photos to go up around noonish. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8449865972266343362?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8449865972266343362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8449865972266343362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8449865972266343362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8449865972266343362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-took-519am-train-home-from-good-ol.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-8075275164685054795</id><published>2008-09-13T14:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:52:01.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMwLdDeAtOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzSjm3QCg58/s1600-h/drunkinpennbusinesscard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMwLdDeAtOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzSjm3QCg58/s320/drunkinpennbusinesscard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245580259755078882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let the games begin! If you find one of these business cards in your pocket or purse you'll know just where to go to see your drunken photos from the previous night! Its Saturday!!!! Prime time for photos should be around 2am till 5am in the wee hours of tomorrow morning. DRINK UP PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-8075275164685054795?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8075275164685054795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=8075275164685054795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8075275164685054795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/8075275164685054795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-games-begin-if-you-find-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMwLdDeAtOI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzSjm3QCg58/s72-c/drunkinpennbusinesscard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687042225670831446.post-6353944225152465220</id><published>2008-09-12T14:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:14:17.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be that guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMqwbE9p08I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_reQQL7SwTk/s1600-h/IMG00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMqwbE9p08I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_reQQL7SwTk/s320/IMG00012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245198695261656002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Welcome to Drunk In Penn. Where you will be exploited on the internet if we happen to catch you doing something stupid in Penn Station. Our cameras will be ready to catch you slip up in a drunken haze when you think the only person watching is your fuzzy conscience. We accept contributions so if you have any content you'd like to share with the world feel free to email drunkinpenn@gmail.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This guy must have had a rough day at the office this past Tuesday. Instead of leaning against the wall he simply layed out to catch some ZzZzZz's. He is drunk #1 and his decision to take a nap before catching the late train home spawned the idea for this blog. Thanks Dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687042225670831446-6353944225152465220?l=drunkinpenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6353944225152465220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7687042225670831446&amp;postID=6353944225152465220' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6353944225152465220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687042225670831446/posts/default/6353944225152465220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkinpenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-be-that-guy.html' title='Dont be that guy!'/><author><name>Manella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446199026450163998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SNp_RuR1l-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1bh1bre4g6I/S220/l_2e32142ace075709d79f41ff451f9868.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqodXvKk-KE/SMqwbE9p08I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_reQQL7SwTk/s72-c/IMG00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
