GUESS WHO’S BACK! That’s right, you smelly hippies, it’s your old pal Byko! Now listen! Before I go any further, you should all know that it’s been a weird fucking time for me lately! Like, even weirder than my last 40 years living in this burg as the unofficial ball sweat inspector of Philly media! So if it’s been weirder than THAT, you can understandably surmise that SHIT HAS BEEN PRETTY FUCKING WEIRD, OK?! So you know what the old man said: When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro! So here’s what I did: I WENT TO VISIT MY COLLEGE BUDDY WHO MOVED TO THAILAND BECAUSE HE LIKES TO FUCK! And I ain’t saying what he likes to fuck because that’s none of your beeswax, and besides, one of the first things I learned here is that fuckin’ is fuckin’! And if fuckin’ is business in Thailand — and oh, IT IS — BUSINESS IS FUCKIN’ GOOD! FUCK! And so I wrote this here article about it! Is this piece a paean to sex tourism?! A cry for help?! I ain’t saying, but one thing is for damn sure: You can bet that Philly.com disabled the comments on this shit! Fuck me! It’s the single weirdest thing ever published on this site, the Inky, OR the DN! And they have published some pretty weird shit over the years! And only some of it by me! But this is positively Sandusky-ish! SO WILL YOU BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY IT’S BEEN A WEIRD FUCKING TIME FOR ME! SHIT! It really has! But don’t worry about your old pal Byko! BYKO’S GONNA PUSH THROUGH!
Previously: Byko Will Also Not Shut Up About The Fucking Facebook
Byko Will Not Shut Up About The Fucking Bike Lanes
Byko Will Also Not Shut Up About The Fucking Al Fresco Dining
Byko Will Not Shut Up And Will Never Shut Up About The Fucking Bicyclists Because Byko Is A Fucking Text-Generating Robot