I know, you thought Pittsburgh was all yinzers, Primanti Brothers sandwiches, zombies, and Andy Warhol.
No. It's so much more than that. When you get there, say hi to Pam and Mister Tuggles.

The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
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Pam scares me just a bit.
Oh my sweet lord, you are so twisted sometimes. It's no wonder I like you so much.
I'm stunned. OMFG!
Just wait until Pam and Mr. Tuggles put on the dancing act and see if it doesn't get just a little stranger.
Doc
Is it wrong that I want to harvest Pam's hair?
Don't answer that...
You ALWAYS do this to us, Bubs--you burn our retinas with these photos.
And yet every day, I return. It's obvious that have a problem.
You forgot FABULOUS BLOGGERS as another thing that Pittsburgh is known for. Jerk.
And Billy Mays. Bless his soul.
Unfortunately, I can't make it back to the 'Burgh this weekend, so I guess I'll have to wear a fur coat, hang out in the subway station and rub up against some rats to get some kicks.
Which one is Mr Tuggles again?
'bou time Cleveland beats Pittsburgh in something, ya freaks.
I think that Mister Tuggles is clearly the star of the act.
Mmmm...Primanti Bros. sandwich...
Uh...what?
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