“Tony Romo was a fighter. You could count on him. He was the first one on the roof of the practice facility every morning, and the last one you’d see when you left for the night. Tony had an uncanny ability to eat aluminum cans. Pepsi, RC, Pabst—you name it! A gamer. The way he’d fly out there brought tears to my…
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I wish they had regulation in MLB. It’d be just like that european thing they do over there. Bad team gets sent to Thailand for a sex vacation and they come back and win the championship. ‘cept over there they call it the ‘Cup O’ Life here we call it the World Series of Baseball. Anyay, that’d teach ‘em how to play!
Yeah, for sure.
It only takes 15 seconds with a she devil temptress in an Italian restaurant to ruin your marriage, Albert!
“The dustbin of history is cruel but it bends toward the floor, where the dust of history resides.” - chid
Doc Rivers is a terrible coach. He forgot the most important rule of coaching—know your opponent! College teams always have one big run in them.
Don’t correct my grammer you actual not see.
Nope. Your stupid.
“Van Helsing staked pain in me.” - Dracula
It’s called King Crab for a reason—ridiculous, lengthy legs. Meaty too. And a little cup of butter.
I meant what I says.
No, I meant collaborate—that scholar will collaborate with me to prove my point. Look it up, Jack!
You know why they call it “swelling?” because when it happens to you, you say to yourself, “What’s wrong with my knee? Gee! This is just swell!” — It’s true! Origins of English the language, my friend. Ask any scholar and him will collaborate my story.
Collect calling is a thing of the past thanks to the cellular device.
You don’t have to imagine it, RandomYouTubeVideo—There won’t be any future presidential candidates when the whole country collapses—THANKS OBAMA.
Don’t paraphrase what I said back to me! Your worst then that Megadeath song, “Some Kind of Monster.”
DOn”T TELL ME hWO TWO PARBENT
No that’s his brother from Pearls Jam.
You’re silencing free speech, JJMJ. Yore rain of terrar wont last long!
De-A-th is how you spell “death”, Tony. Can I call you Tony, my deer boy?