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Broad and Christian Streets, South Philadelphia, 10:15 pm.
There’s so much I wanna say about this, but I’m not sure I’m capable of anything approaching coherence right now. And besides, nothing I would say would do justice to the feeling of standing around with hundreds of Philadelphians high-fiving each other and yelling at the top of their lungs. The whole town is finna be hoarse tomorrow.
High-fiving at a glorious red light.
“PHILLIES!!!!” a bunch of people would yell.
“YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” hundreds of people would yell back. It’s like a holiday spontaneously broke out.
A bunch of Obama volunteers standing in the median.
“OBAMA!!!” someone would yell.
“WOOOOOOOOOO!” the throngs would respond, if they didn’t break out into a chant.
Yes we can.
Horns honked. Fireworks went off. Strangers danced with each other in the clogged intersections. It’s currently 1:30 in the morning, and people are out in full force.
Downtown. [this pic via travisantiravis]
So, so dope.