>>> Have you, also, been a little freaked out by seeing fireworks suddenly for sale all over the friggin’ place? When you’re eyein’ up those bottle rockets and coal-snakes, do you wonder, is it a trap? Tut-tut, silly Pennsylvanian! Or: Bitch, you know it is! Those fireworks, PA-resident, are NOT for YOU! [Inky]
>>> Gawker gets wind of the Move To Philly/Not THE Move To Philly Scandal, and here’s where the differences between the Philebrity and Le Gawk really play out: We blame an irrelevant ad agency, they blame Jessica Pressler. On the other hand, we have this weird feeling that both, at this point, would be a little too sadly eager to take credit. I wonder if this is how loser terrorists feel sometimes. [Gawker]
>>> So, it’s last inning of the Phillies game, some shit goes down, and some lady ends up with a broken nose, a broken sinus bone, and a broken left eye-socket bone. Oddly, she’s never even dated Brett Myers. Hey now! [Inky]

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