I can't make new threads. What is this world coming to when a good tax-paying patriot can't make a thread?
Are you guys narcs? What's the meaning of this? Score is all tied up with Casey at the bat except Casey has a head full of acid and just spent four and a half hours analyzing a toilet brush. Shit. His theory was torn to pieces when a small-time business man witnessed him try to climb into a mirror only to find this task impossible. Solution? Smash it with a meat tenderizer. Sealed the deal.
Bottom of the ninth. Pressures on now; no turning back to the dugout. The dugouts a snake pit. It's literally filled with mean-spirited Rotarians and pregnant black mambas. Gibberish. Boom.
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