Official Invitation: Peter Dante


For those ministers who were fortunate enough to be at an unnamed West LA watering hole Saturday night you may remember running into a certain Peter Dante.  Mr. Dante was told about the International Flapjack Society and expressed interest in possibly attending a meeting.

Let me be the first to say it would be an honor to have you Mr. Dante, and you are welcome to attend any meeting you wish.

To begin let me outline the International Flapjack Society (IFS) for the benefit of Mr. Dante.  The International Flapjack Society …we do it every month. A group of
twenty ministers gather each month to eat flapjacks and drink
adolphi at a predetermined pancake house.  Although as our members have dispersed geographically across Southern California and the world, we all try and stay close by attending meetings which have taken on a quarterly schedule.  This website is our means of staying in contact with each other between meetings.

Our membership includes a diverse range of personalities and talents from aspiring professional Mexican Soccer players, Santa Barbara radio DJ, Law student, Airborne Laser Operator, High School Football Coach, International Wine sales person, to Fish Biologist.  We are all brought together by a common brotherhood and the desire to share each other’s company and a good time.  Our meetings have taken place in such places as Las Vegas, Philly PA, Chico CA, and our breakfast staple the Turnpike IHOP in Santa Barbara, California.

The cross section of IFS members you met Saturday night is about half of our membership.  Please consider this an open invitation.  I will contact you about meeting times and locations.  We thank you for you interest in our organization.

Peter Dante’s Personal Website

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. baggs
    Sep 07, 2007 @ 13:55:15

    we’re the Crazy Dogggz. Three g’s and a z. arf, arf. do the doggie bounce.
    Doggie do’s and doggie don’ts
    Doggie wills and doggie won’ts.

  2. M+T
    Sep 07, 2007 @ 10:45:06

    Way to get in there Bagggz, you dirty dog…