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Smokeless Philly . . . bar-hopping babies

"Babies are equal to like, 10 puppies."

Thus spoke our friend Kev, who watched the women flock around Lisher (wearing Lily in the bjorn) when we walked into the pub on Passyunk tonight.

I wish I had remembered the camera. Not only did the babies hang out with us and our drinky friends, but we could have caught the moment I almost spilled a Woodchuck cider on Ana's head, making me resort to sipping my malt beverage from a straw. Classy parenting at it's best, I know.

Good weekend everybody. Raise one up for partying babies . . . and parents in desperate need of a night out.

11:38 p.m. 2007-04-27

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