Cheesy Philadelphia

Our city’s overflowing with the lame, the dumb, the old, the weird, the insufferable and the downright bloody wrong. And it’s all right here.

It’s like Vegas in our heads, man, 24/7. CONTD...

You know how thrilled we are that My Little Pony Live is coming to the Liacouras Center on Thursday? We’re so excited we’re pissing lemonade. We’re talking “teapots and rainbows, castles and unicorns.” Damn straight, we’re excited.

We’ve barely recovered from Gretchen Wilson’s Country on Ice at the Wachovia Center. Hell, anything “on ice” is cheesy. But Country on Ice? So soon after the Philadelphia Rodeo with its “mutton bustin’” sheep-wrangling competition for kids? It’s like the city’s getting a hand job from God.

And here’s the weird thing: Country on Ice was in Philadelphia exclusively. If that doesn’t officially make us the cheesiest city on the planet, I’m a Dutchman with two dicks and a pet lizard named Tony.