So the Bo Sox got swept by the Angels today after Papelbuns blew the lead, lost the save, lost the game, and realized that he has a small mouth. How does he even speak with those little lips? I have something for those little lips, its called... chap-stick. I'm not going to even justify the fact that you thought I was going to make anti-gay jokes or comments. Seriously, you make me sick.
I was hoping that they (Sox and Angels) were going to make this a five game series. The victor being a little more tired than they are now. Leaving them a little more susceptible to the wrath of the Yankees... pending a Yankees' victory.
Moral of the story, we don't always get what we want. Like a chance to play the role of one of Leo's love interest, maybe in the movie Titanic or Departed. He's so dreamy.
Update: I prefer to use Firefox to post because I can't spell for shit.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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