This thanksgiving break proved to be the most ignorant few days this fall. After a "reunion night" in towson, which included T.A.D.D's discovery of Suaves love of doorknobs and all smells metal, there was an old school get together at Chef Steph's.
The night proved things possible that you would have previously believed only a myth, or something you read on urban dictionary.
The feat of the night was the doing of our favorite HPU Panther. It was what some would refer to as the ski poles, some others maybe the old double dutch rudder. Without being too specific.
Affiliates verified as the ski poles: Shook, Shooter
if you think about it long enough, it should come to you.
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