The Philly Naked Bike Ride Returns
By Wyatt Earp | September 4, 2010
Ladies and gentlemen, start your jiggling!
Those naked bike riders who peacefully pedaled through Philadelphia last year are back for a repeat performance this weekend. Organizers of the Philly Naked Bike Ride have been promoting the September 5th event on the Internet, and praising Philadelphia police for their efforts last year.
Of course they’re praising us. Our officers spent the day “carefully surveying the scene” for boobies trouble.
Several hundred riders were at last year’s event and many weren’t naked. But organizers worked with police to keep any incidents to a minimum and the ride was held on the Schuylkill River Trail. The event is intended to bring attention to bicyclists and raise awareness about fuel consumption.
And what would a naked ride be without smelly hippies? Summon the fire hoses!
Topics: Philly, Snarkasm | 10 Comments »
September 4th, 2010 at 7:47 am
You have a rough life…
September 4th, 2010 at 7:48 am
GroovyVic – I wish I could agree, but detectives don’t get assigned that sweet, sweet duty.
September 4th, 2010 at 8:41 am
I’m volunteering at the ride this year, handing out small cups of sunscreen to the participants.
I hope the “ride no more than two abreast” rule is enforced, it makes for better photos.
September 4th, 2010 at 9:12 am
Booooobies
September 4th, 2010 at 10:20 am
Mrs. Crankipants – Just don’t stand too close to to the water people. No one wants to drink a cup of sunscreen.
Rodney – They make the world go ’round.
September 4th, 2010 at 11:53 am
They kept incidents to a minimum, duh! Who is going to start a fight when they are naked. Other than Borat that is.
September 4th, 2010 at 11:58 am
Ingineer66 – Well, maybe an occasional sword fight, but . . .
September 4th, 2010 at 12:13 pm
Smelly bicycle seat heaven????
September 4th, 2010 at 6:09 pm
Be glad Charles the Johnson isn’t making the trip out.
September 5th, 2010 at 7:21 am
Bob – Good and bad, depending upon the rider.
Fenway – *shudder* Just what we need, an old, fat, ponytail-wearing tool to stink up my city.