Tuesday, October 2, 2007

A photo from Saturday night.


(pictured above, Dan Donnelly performs at the Stone Street Historical District Oyster Festival while three unknown patrons throw oyster shells at his eyes and finger his girlfriend)

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

did he play "ol' shelaly with da boots on"? that's my fav. you're my fav dave, but that's my fav song-a-long-a. i miss you like a motha. but too bad you my brotha. TUUUUUUUUU

Anonymous said...

Seriously, I don't think this is funny, guys.

Anonymous said...

**cancelled**

Anonymous said...

You washed your hands, right?

Anonymous said...

tone it down rascal flatts. no do wa ditty in this city. gotta roll with the punches. flow with the lunches. eat the meat and chuck the shucked oysters from oy vey sistas. oy vey sistas. brothas and sistas of the vey. of the vey. gotta class to catch tomorrow by the bay. by the bay. got a dream to live tonight all the way. all the way. got a train to catch to behlaham to dance and dance and train the man. a train to take the bethlaham to dance and dance and train the man. booyabrothaz. no harm no foul. no arm no brawl. gotta love it. gotttttta love it. can't run. can't hide. from this mid west to the east side. from the east side to the brooklyn dive from the brooklyn dive to I-95 from I-95 up the nose of the beast from the beast to the west from the west to the east. gotta love it sista. gotta love it.

Anonymous said...

boo ya.

Anonymous said...

Who's this person who writes anything that comes to their head? I want to write an Irish traditional song about them.

Anonymous said...

you already do. it's called doo-be-doo-be-do and it was written tomorrow by you-dilly-do-do. sing it for me. post it on a note. a post it note per chance. per glance. i'd like to glance at you and david talking tip toed through the tulips of a central perk park perch with a bird and a toad and a toucan that's gold. oh yeah. gold baby. gold like diamonds. gold like hot. hot gold. rolling gold. now comes the chorus: