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its no coincidence we were born in the rizzo years. we like crackin heads and liftin beers right out of the philadeli refrigerators. so maybe those beers then find their way into the hands of kids who still wear uniforms to school...we ain't nobody's parents, officially.
we're the rogerio brothers,chicky and buzzy. we get our teeth fixed at broad and shunk. you might find us at the dolphin club rubbin elbows with the most sensational hookers this side of sinatras dressing room.
we like murals on broad street, free things, keepin the italian market italian, and pretzels.
we egged the ritas on passyunk as a warning...this is john's country. next time, who knows, someone might end up with pee pee in their misto. chickie gets nuts.
we host the drunken spelling bee all over the city, but mostly bob and barbaras at 15th and south. come by, drink, spell, or don't. whatever.we get hookers either way, and we ain't payin.
CRACKIN' SKULLS.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
