It’s an October game six and the Dodgers are in the World Series … A miracle happened, maybe one can happen again.
Game Six Miracle
I Would Like A Green Thumb But I Won’t Eat Peas To Get It
If a guy has a red nose he’s a drunk. If a guy has a red ass he’s chapped all the time. If a guy has a brown nose he’s a butt kisser. If a guy has yellow teeth he has a hygiene problem. If a guy has brown teeth he’s too chummy with the dude with the brown nose. If a guy has a black eye he blocked a punch with his face. If a guy has pinkeye he’s been touching the guy with the brown nose. If a guy has purple toes his shoes are too tight. If a guy has green ears he’s an Irish elf and if he has blue balls he needs to find love. Me? The only colored part I’m looking for is a green thumb.
I Wish You Bad Bounces And Minor Injuries
With sports being such a big deal in this country, you’d think more fans would be better at it … at being a fan, that is. A lot of so-called fans don’t seem to know how the whole thing works. Duke Synder said, “You have to learn to hate Halloween.” What he meant was that as a Dodger, as a Dodgers fan, you gotta hate the Giants (it’s your sworn f’n duty), which means you must hate their colors, and by extension, Halloween, in all of its orange-and-black scariness.