It's now 5:45 am and Merc general manager Katie just broke in the port-o-potty down the street. "It's rare you get to use such a fresh honey bucket," she rightly proclaimed.
After Matt, Alison and Erik were relieved at 3 am by Katie and boytoy Brian, the pair immediately began living the high-life, including french press coffee prepared on the grill. However, their plans for buttermilk pancakes and REAL Vermont maple syrup were dashed by the 5-0 who drove by and gave a wagging finger of disapproval at our flaming camp stove.
WHY THE MAN ALWAYS TRYING TO KEEP US DOWN?
The sun is finally up, parade goers are finally beginning to take their places on the curb, and… HEY!! THAT GUY ACROSS THE STREET HAS MAPLE BARS!
Katie and Brian: "Eff those maple bars… We got Pop Tarts, bitches!"