Welcome, Young Marylandite
Perhaps you've noticed that the YM group blog project hasn't exactly taken off. I know, who saw that coming? So it's down to me and a masked dude who scrapes dead animals off the road for art. Fitting, like a snug cat-skin papoose. But now another soulless brave joins us from the Purple Line of Maryland. Let's call him "Monty Cliffs" unless he decides Hank Deedle is more appropriate. Here's his first baby step into blogging.
Apparently this Owings Mills High School graduate did not care for the knish shop in Pikesville. How do you go from rooting for the Ravens in high-school to joining the Jihad? Did he have a bad Preakness experience and decide America had to be stopped? He should have just strapped himself with a six-pack, jumped the fences and run around the horse track.
Apparently this Owings Mills High School graduate did not care for the knish shop in Pikesville. How do you go from rooting for the Ravens in high-school to joining the Jihad? Did he have a bad Preakness experience and decide America had to be stopped? He should have just strapped himself with a six-pack, jumped the fences and run around the horse track.
