We're Going to Jackson (Pukey Poems III)

Pukey has graced the team with a sending-off of sorts:

The magic number is down to three,
Then in Jackson, some Boloneys will be.
That ‘first week in March’ is finally here,
And now the big trip they’ve been waiting for all year.
Leaving Sunday at the crack of dawn,
With the adrenaline pumping they won’t even yawn.
They’ll arrive on the slopes and stand there in awe,
With 400 inches, there’s no chance of a thaw.
A full week of shredding will be totally rad,
And lots of food and sauce will surely be had.
The drop-ins and pow pow will definitely be epic,
Corbets looks scary, I’ll try not to be a skeptic.
To make it out alive will be the true test,
No worries, there’s power in the shred vest!
Tons of new footage for NMB,
A Power Seen production you all want to see.
So, to these five boloners, good luck and have fun,
Shredding the West like BOOM DONE!

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And things are looking real nice at the Hole - 7 inches in the last 24 hours.

Boloners off to UTAH (Pukey Poems II)

With three Boloners getting ready for an out WEST trip to UTAH for a few days, Pukey has graced us with another poem:

Another epic weekend has come and gone,

celebrating the births of DK and Dong.

Now in only 24 hours to Utah some boloners will go,

to shred in some fluffy western snow.

They'll walk from the Days Inn South through an abandoned lot,

to get to Hooters where the wings ARE the only things that are hot ;)

While I'm stuck at work and the arctic weather here,

you'll be raging and rocking and reaching for a near beer.

Home just in time for Barry's big day,

Who the fuck cares?! Sleep the day away!

I may seem a bit bitter but have a great trip,

and have fun in the pow pow that looks like cool wHHHip!!!

Boloney Goes Formal (Mini Shred, Max Style)

To ring in the New Year with style, Boloney Moguls held a raging NYE Gala at Dong Stoole's home. Drinks were had, merriment occurred, and as usual, we were unable to make it into 2009 without one rendition of Dechristianize.

The backyard mini shred was certainly a sight to see, especially because BP was so "merry" that he couldn't even make it off the roll in without eating it very, very hard.

And in case you missed it, Pukey wrote up - and performed - quite the New Year's poem to encourage one Power Seen to make yet another trek from D.C. and attend.

twas the night before new year's and all through trafalgar square,

boloneys raged and burnt each other's chest hair.

gala '08 was a night not to be missed,

when that shiny ball drops someone is gonna get kissed.

dresses, vests, and flashy shirts were worn,

over the decision to come up, power seen was torn.

coors originals and creamy beige will surely will be in stock,

just make sure bp doesn't kick you in the cock.

'don't stop me now', i'm just getting started,

the morning after someone will surely have "pre-shit-farted".

raging and drinking and debauchery all night long,

thanks to the wonderful planning of a gracious host named dong.

queen will blare and pukey will cook,

and then snuggle up in a nice little nook.

so bring out your finest and ring in the the new year,

come on, power seen, you know you wanna be here...

The night was capped off with a supreme Bindy run. For those who do not know, the Bindy is the one sandwich to rule them all. It is a delicate balance of old, tired, and tough fried chicken cutlets. A healthy dose of American cheese. The most burnt and leathery bacon available. And finally covered in a heaping dose of a most hardy of Russian dressings.

And here's a link to the last photos of 08 and the first of 09.

Next stop VT for the next chapter in Bri/DK fest, then Utah for the BIRD. 09 is not going to be able to handle being Boloned this year.