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I don't want to talk about it and if you know what's good for you, you won't talk about it either. At least not here.
I guess it's time to practice my J-E-T-S Jets Jets Jets! cheer.
Oh, but there is joy in Bloggerville because Toren has come back!
Posted by on January 4, 2003 11:24 PM | Permalink
My sincerest apologies, Michele.
January 4, 2003 11:31 PM
Sorry babe. I'm as baffled by it as you are...
January 4, 2003 11:34 PM
Okay, so....since we're not talking about that....would now be a good time for snowballs?
How about a discussion of women who like oral sex?
January 4, 2003 11:35 PM
Juan Gato |
January 4, 2003 11:40 PM
Jay Caruso |
January 4, 2003 11:46 PM
I think Brett lost his mojo
January 5, 2003 12:05 AM
"At least not here"
January 5, 2003 12:35 AM
BTW, I love your title:
Where every day is Bitchslap Ted Rall Day!
Only if I get to use a 2×4 with rusty nails for the bitchslap, tho. K?
Ryan Waxx |
January 5, 2003 07:14 AM
So you can dish it out, but you can't take it? Too bad. Packers choked! Come sit next to the Bills on the sidelines, honey.
January 6, 2003 08:48 AM
Mike Vick! Mike Vick! Mike Vick!
Did I mention that I am a Falcons fan?
January 6, 2003 07:43 PM