Went on a bye bye Ben Simmons bender with the boys last night. Woke up feeling like James Harden after a night at the strip club, which is to say, after most nights:
But it’s gorgeous outside, so I pushed through the Jameson-induced brain fog, picked up my friend Calen, and posted up at 44th and Fairmount for a cleanup:
Weird assortment of trash today — two types of shells (pistachio and mussel), an unopened can of tomatoes, an ungodly quantity of Pepsi bottles, some oxycodone:
Also, this:
Turns out, Black Ant King is a sexual enhancement product that, back in 2015, got busted for containing Viagra’s active ingredient on the sly:
Speaking of Viagra:
There’s no such thing as a coincidence. I’m pretty sure I came across Black Ant King because it’s what’s going to fuel the Sixers’ championship run. To hell with the FDA, Embiid and the boys should take a page out of Ochocinco’s playbook and load up on it before every game. How you gone stop em then?
Anyway…
Here’s what the spot looked like after the cleanup, bag count receipts included:
Now let’s go get that chip: