My name is Mike Logan, but you can just keep it at Logan. I tell jokes on stage. I go to parties. I eat food. I like life. And girls. And whiskey.
I live in Philadelphia. It's cool.
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Listen, if you’re between the ages of 21-24 and your dating profile says anything other than “On a Friday Night I Usually Am: Out getting shit-housed with my friends,” I seriously can not process you as a human being.
Also acceptable:
“Sitting in watching a movie or going out with friends!”
“If I’m not working, drinking heavily.”
“Alcohol. Adventure.”
“Fucking you.”
Maybe I’m just an asshole but goddamnit it’s one of the only things I’m good at.
The night ended with me covered in blood. Good party.
I hate.
When I get excited because I have a new message on tumblr and it’s just some bot telling me about how I should be on the tumblr dating site because that’s a thing and totally not a scam to get me to do something dumb.
Getting drunk. WUDDUP.
Anonymous asked: you're really cute! are you going out with anyone? :D
No. I don’t think I’d really want to either. Not seriously anyway.
What’s good suckahs. I’m on this tonight. You should be there. #phillycomedy
The Dive Bar show 6 month anniversary
There’s no flyer with this one. Well there is. But it’s literally just a picture of Spock.
The Dive Bar is a great place to put on a show. Whenever there’s more than 20 people there the room is overfull, so it feels like a sold out show (even thought it’s free.)
The people are usually pretty cool too. The comics are great.
Listen if you’re in South Philly tonight you should come to this fucking show because it’s amazing.
Also because you all owe me a beer.
Show me your war face!
INT. - The War Room, DUSK
Alright, gentlemen, here’s the plan.
We got like 30 of these adorable fucks, right?
Then, we… We dress them… And we, the enemy, and…
Jesus fuck. Look how adorable that thing is. It’s nonsensically cute. That’s it. War’s over guys. We’re just gonna play with these dudes until they bomb the shit out of us.
“Maybe we should just give them a few? Make them too distracted to bomb us too?”
Absolutely not! These are OUR little puppy things! AND NO ONE ELSE’S. THEY CAN’T TAKE THEM FROM US.
“THEY’RE TRYING TO STEAL OUR PUPPY GUYS!”
“Not on my watch!”
“Let’s go shoot those bastards!”
TO WAR, GENTLEMAN.
And… that’s pretty much exactly how war works.
Hey guys I might be a little late on this but I’ve gained some new information in picture form and I totally would’ve boned Princess Diana.
Right in the vagina.
