Good Luck to the Red Sox; I think the Angel's will eat you alive.
Then, again, you guys were always a pain in their ass.
But if it happens, ... PLEASE GOD!
Give it to the Cubs.
Because SOMEONE needs to defend our sometimes psychotic Overlord....
And Mutt fans are Assholes who need to be stomped dead in their beds
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Sigh....
All I got to look forward to is Moose getting #20... and it looks like God is gonna piss all over it.
Really, at this point I don't even wanna burn shit in the fire pit. I'd rather give it to the Salvation Army's thrift store and ask them to say a prayer for my psyche.
Really, at this point I don't even wanna burn shit in the fire pit. I'd rather give it to the Salvation Army's thrift store and ask them to say a prayer for my psyche.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
It’s More Than Likely I’m Gonna Be a Blubbering Idiot Before This Day is Done
I'll probably be a sobbing like an absolute fool.
Don't you DARE tell me there's no crying in baseball.
Don't you DARE tell me there's no crying in baseball.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
I'm telling ya...
if it wasn't for these kids I would be a hair's width away from suffering a psychotic break and going on an all-out Mutt fan killing spree.
And Pat Venditte is just too cool for school. If he pans out he is gonna drive opposing managers absolutely insane.
Also, I wouldn't have gained something like 15-20 pounds (every time I walk into the bathroom I can hear the scale (manufactured by an oufit called, I shit you not, "Borg") snigger as I act like it isn't really there), thanks to their "all you can eat" ticket scheme... which means I'm gonna have to kick my ass at the gym for the next three weeks so I won't look like a beached whale when we go down to our time share in St. Thomas in mid-October. Oh friggin' JOY!
And Pat Venditte is just too cool for school. If he pans out he is gonna drive opposing managers absolutely insane.
Also, I wouldn't have gained something like 15-20 pounds (every time I walk into the bathroom I can hear the scale (manufactured by an oufit called, I shit you not, "Borg") snigger as I act like it isn't really there), thanks to their "all you can eat" ticket scheme... which means I'm gonna have to kick my ass at the gym for the next three weeks so I won't look like a beached whale when we go down to our time share in St. Thomas in mid-October. Oh friggin' JOY!
Monday, September 08, 2008
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