Win The Bustonian For Our Mardi Gras Party Next Friday



Barstool Mardi Gras is a week from Friday. As a reminder we’re flying in DJ Lord from Public Enemy to play at the Paradise. It should be an awesome event. And just to show that we mean business about blowing this thing up we’re giving away the Bustonian for the night to one lucky group of ladies! This is your chance to get door to door transportation to the Paradise on the best party bus in Boston and have an awesome night out courtesy of the Stool and the Bustonian. All you got to do is send me an email to tips@barstoolsports.com on why you want the bus for the night. It holds up to 32 people. And yes the hotter the better…..
To RSVP for this gala event send an email to mardigras@barstoolsports.com
Prez,
You forgot to let the ladies know to include pixels of her and her friends. Let me know if you need help judging them.
Bobby
No BlackDude you cannot register
Then again you might be able to register….you are kind of a woman
I’m having a bit of a problem with the concept.
O.K., so you throw a party at a bar; you invite 20 smokeshows; you give them a bus to go bar crawling-in… then aren’t they leaving your party?
Is this how / why Stool events turn into Sausagefests?
? ? ? What am I missing ? ? ?
5 minute,
you got to be the dumbest sob on the planet. you’ve obviously never been to an event and the bus takes them to our joint and then back home. No pub crawls. man stoolies are a stupid bunch sometimes
10 minute misconduct on 5 minute major.
retard
5 minute you are a knucklehead. That bus is going to transport a bunch of slampigs to the mardis gras party. Then were gunna get fuckin smashed and eat all there snatches. Eatin Pussy, Drinkin beer, fuckin hard gettin broads bent over so you can fuck them like a pilgrim. yahh baby fuckin love tits and sluts.
EP – OK, let me get this right…you pay for a bus to go and pick-up a bunch of hot-chicks, drive them to your party-bar, then the bus drives them all back to their homes and you call me ‘the dumbest sob on the planet.’
Somehow I thought the objective for the night was for all the sports Looser Guys to get one, or more of these hot-chicks back to their place…. and you call me stupid?
Under your plan the good lord never would have needed to invent Rohypnol.
Yeah…