How many of you, when this week began, thought you’d be hearing the names CamSoda and Philadelphia Eagles in the same sentence? They say football bonds communities and links once-hostile neighbors to one another. We’ll be honest though. We can’t state that we saw this one coming. The City of Brotherly Love and one of the pillars of adult entertainment have joined forces.
Heaven help us all!
Gallons of lube have been shipped to Philadelphia to help the city prepare for a potential Eagles Super Bowl-winning celebration.
If you’re reading this, we know where your allegiances lie. We’re also certain that this has been one of the best and most exciting yet nerve-racking and scary weeks of your life. Before the 2017-2018 NFL season, there were days when we thought we’d never see the Philadelphia Eagles win a Super Bowl. Remember that? Now, here we are on the verge of potentially witnessing two in five years.
Almost two weeks ago, mayhem erupted in Philly’s streets as Birds fans celebrated an NFC Championship Game win. Oh yeah… You remember…
And, that was just one city block. Here’s a serious question. Can you imagine what’s going to happen if the Eagles WIN the Super Bowl? The city may not stand.
Thankfully, CamSoda is here to help (we can’t believe we keep saying that). In preparation for what could be an epic celebration, they’ve shipped lube… – Yes, lube – by way of a truck containing 28 55-gallon drums containing lube. The goal? Protect Eagles fans from themselves by greasing poles to prevent and discourage climbing.
The ingredients… 75% lube and 25% wiz. Here’s a look at the containers.
Sorry Birds fans. You’re going to have to find another way to celebrate.
The fine citizens of the Eagles’ home base are hard at work as was the case when the city prepared for a potential Phillies World Series win. Here’s a flashback.
In all seriousness. Fingers are crossed for an Eagles win and a celebration that will rival none other, but we encourage everyone to stay safe and take all the necessary precautions to ensure their safety and everyone else’s.
And, now that we have that out of the way, there are only six words left to say… Grease the freaking pole. Go Birds!