An Open Letter to Our Three Followers:

This is an atrocity.

I mean, seriously, this is a insult of blogospheric proportions. 4 months. 10 states. 3,192 gallons of gas. Probably just as many gallons of wine. Daytona. Indy. Enough barbeque to last a lifetime. And, all of, what, 15 words? Seriously? That’s pretty pathetic. Okay, no…. that’s REALLY pathetic.

We apologize. The three of you deserve better.

Of course, when you’re out ripping America a new one it’s hard to find time to document the mayhem, but, then again, if you don’t what’s the point? When you get right down to it, The Drink Naked America tour sans America is just four middle-aged guys drinking alone on a bus. Not as cool. Actually, a bit concerning…

So, Mike, Tom, and Sharon – thanks for still wearing the team colors despite the 0-16 start. When this thing really takes off, and we’re posting an Open Letter to our 10,000^th follower – you can tell him that’s he’s just another fair-weather fan trying to hop on the bandwagon–

Or should I say hop on the BUS!

More posts to come. Til then,

STAY NAKED.