I am in a great mood today. The sole reason being that some friends of mine as well as dudes I don't know, are going to be playing football later on (3pm). Some of you are probably wondering why that has me all jollied up. No, it's definitely not "THAT". Rather, It's just because we haven't played in a WHILE and more importantly I get to do
this to some fathead-poster-loving, i-think-i-should-have-been-called-up-to-play-college-football mofo who thinks he could outrun. Oh...i pity for such fellow today. I'm so ready to "go" like a 23 hr lockdown felon who got thrown into a room full of "ready-to-go" hookers. Like a getaway car parked infront of a the world bank. Like whats left of
John Clayton's hair. Like a homie with 174 stroke number on his 173rd stroke.
OOOO...It's 15 mins before kick-off. Emotions are running wild. Players are engaged in their pre-game rituals/warm-up. The crowd is going bizerk. So I think I should probably get my butt off this comfy bed and start heading down to the field. I definitely wouldn't want to disappointthe fans as well as those unsuspecting guys by depriving them of their encounter with an imminent "highlight-stick" hit.
OFF I GO.
SAFE
BHB
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