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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Remember when football was all about the sex?
What strikes me is the mid-summer tan on the man who played in NewJersey. I understand that the camera adds 10 shades, but you look like the drunken zombie of Jim Morrison in blackface.
We were all in a huge fight over who gets to light the torch at the 2010 Beach Games. Now everyone has made amends as we have compromised: We will ALL do it together.
3 comments:
Was more thinking he looks like Richard Pryor meets Neanderthal meets the ghost of Jim Morrison.
I don't know, its kinda like a Puerto Rican Fletch-Wolf.
"Burn the village, and trim dee hedges."
"Boof, mang, my coche joost heet a water buffalo."
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