Thirsty?

Poor Baltimorons, I think this has hardly been mislabeled.  

Boh to us is like fine wine to the French.  We love this stuff, are proud of it, and drink it like there is no tomorrow.  We would all like to chalk it up to hometown pride...but let's be honest.  It's cheap and tastes like....well...ya know.  And if you don't...well see below.  Keep it Classy Bmore.

and yes dear readers this has been taken in the gents room.  This blogger kept it classy cause she used her affiliate.  he sent it in from the bowels of Club Charles.

Teach your children well...?

How does one teach their children about Passover?  This question has always plagued me.  I kid of course, because my local grocery store has the perfect answer: Puppet Kits or if you're super lucky BAG O' PLAGUES!

Stay informed and stay classy, Baltimore.

Happy Passover?

Nothing screams 'rockin' seder' quite like this casualty! 

That's  right.  Stay kosher, Baltimore.

Nothing like catching a ride on the back of a car. Seriously, keep it classy bmore.

Ladies and gents, his door was too far away. So at 6 pm this baltimoron decided to keep it classy by napping on the front lawn. Stay classy and yell at those doors for being too far away, Baltimore.

Baltimore is known for having the classiest drivers around.  For example, I was cut off in traffic.  Aggressively.  By whom you ask?  These guys.  They thought I wouldn't beep...little did they know.

Stay classy, Baltimore.

Need to reach new heights?  Fells Point has you covered.  Stay tall, stay classy.