The middle of January is a cold and depressing time in which anxious baseball fans wait for that fateful day when pitchers and catchers report to spring training. Men tend to gain a few pounds due to laziness and excessive drinking (a few dozen nightly Sam Adams are normal, right?)However, while most New Yorkers are stuck spraying Raid along the baseboards or overeating on capicola, Bostonians once again finding themselves gearing up for the annual Superbowl run. To tell you the truth, it's difficult to get any work done with the success of Boston sports. While New Yorkers are able to get to those pesky chores on Sunday, I am stuck sitting on my couch sluggin down beer after beer. It's like a job sometimes....
On a side note, Trot Nixon's tenure in Beantown is officially over as he has signed with the Indians. Farewell my dirty sloth looking friend. You will be missed!
Because SOMEONE needs to defend our sometimes psychotic Overlord....
And Mutt fans are Assholes who need to be stomped dead in their beds
Friday, January 19, 2007
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tc- before you bitch at me, how the fudge do you resize a picture anyway?
LOL!
It's math, Ric. Y'know, fractions? percentages? Keep the horizontal below 400 and adjust the vertical accordingly.
I'd fix it for you, but I'm busy killing roaches... dorkwad.
TC are you using these to take care of those pests?
Y'know, I got junkyard dogs, and friends with planes....
Don't make me mash them together and come looking for you.
You know where to find me...just keep your nose out for the cordite. BTW: Casa del Jefe is hosting a SB party. You're more than welcome here in Redneckistan.
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