12:31 am - The bird is the word.
I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE IT.
I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE IT.
HULK SMASH. HULK SMASH YOU IN THE NADS.
That is all.
PS: TBS and its jokes of "sportscasters" need to go fuck themselves for being the worst jinxes on earth plus knowing nothing about baseball. And that fatass Frank too. Your show sucks buddy and no one is going to watch it no matter how many times they repeat your horrid commercial with your flat, boring, hackneyed, overdone Dubya impersonation. And seeing adverts pop up for your godawful travesty of a sketch comedy show IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING GAME make me want to reach into my television set and punch you square in your bloated face. Words cannot describe how much I just want you to fall off the face of the planet and into total obscurity.
Also a great big fuck you to whoever that guy is who wears those ridiculous '70's looking suits that look like they came straight from the Anchorman set. He looks more ridiculous than Rod Roddy ever did, and Rod Roddy was made of awesome anyway, so it didn't matter how many sequinned blazers or goofy-looking ties he wore, at least Rod Roddy didn't jinx the fucking game by talking to Chuck Lamar, and the only good thing Chuck Lamar ever did was sign BJ Upton and Carl Crawford. I say good riddance; TBS wanted to hop all over his boner.
And what a boner it was. And not the happy, excited kind of boner.
I know what TBS stands for! Talk Bullshit!
... maybe they just wanted to win the series at home. Go get 'em on Saturday. I'll be watching, and awaiting nervously.
I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE IT.
HULK SMASH. HULK SMASH YOU IN THE NADS.
That is all.
PS: TBS and its jokes of "sportscasters" need to go fuck themselves for being the worst jinxes on earth plus knowing nothing about baseball. And that fatass Frank too. Your show sucks buddy and no one is going to watch it no matter how many times they repeat your horrid commercial with your flat, boring, hackneyed, overdone Dubya impersonation. And seeing adverts pop up for your godawful travesty of a sketch comedy show IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING GAME make me want to reach into my television set and punch you square in your bloated face. Words cannot describe how much I just want you to fall off the face of the planet and into total obscurity.
Also a great big fuck you to whoever that guy is who wears those ridiculous '70's looking suits that look like they came straight from the Anchorman set. He looks more ridiculous than Rod Roddy ever did, and Rod Roddy was made of awesome anyway, so it didn't matter how many sequinned blazers or goofy-looking ties he wore, at least Rod Roddy didn't jinx the fucking game by talking to Chuck Lamar, and the only good thing Chuck Lamar ever did was sign BJ Upton and Carl Crawford. I say good riddance; TBS wanted to hop all over his boner.
And what a boner it was. And not the happy, excited kind of boner.
I know what TBS stands for! Talk Bullshit!
... maybe they just wanted to win the series at home. Go get 'em on Saturday. I'll be watching, and awaiting nervously.
price is right fail sound
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