Pimlico, MD doesn't have alot going for itself. The town resides on the outskirts of Baltimore which REALLY doesn't help it's cause. But what it does have is the Preakness. One of the three major horse racing events of the year. Annually, the infield of the Preakness becomes flooded with men and women who get absolutely annhiliated. It had always been known as one of the best days of the year.
Recently, the infield has become a war zone. People now toss full beer cans at people climbing objects, they sprint across urinals and worst of all the quality of tits shown has plummeted. We can now all collectively thank this group of drunken retarded trash for ruining the day for us retarded drunks.
The Jockey Club's press announcement said:
"No beverage of any kind (cans or bottles), including alcohol, soft drinks and water will be allowed to be brought into the public infield. Sixteen ounce beers will be sold for $3.50."
Well, can't say I didn't see this one coming. The last year I attended Preakness was 2006 and witnessed a friend's face get split open from a flying beer can. It's kinda like the direction NFL games are heading. The parking lots lately are completely filled with not just the drunks like myself; but the ones who like Nascar and wear jean shorts. I swear to Bud light, if you Nascar people ruin NFL tailgaiting, my frat brother Ross will absolutely lose it.
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