then again, the same thing goes for height
I want to get this out now because I sinisterly[sic] doubt that I will have time to talk about it later on this weekend. I need you. WE need you. This sunday at 9:30pm is our next b-ball game. We need your support, we don’t promise a win... but we promise a pimpin' good time. So far on average we have had about 5-6 people there cheering for us, and it’s been awesome. This is the first time where everyone on the team is inviting as many people as possible, we want a fucking mob. You are that mob(you'll have to provide your own pitchforks and torches though). I don’t really know what else to say other then, in all honestly, it is a lot more fun to play with all your friends there... and it would be really appreciated. The game will be at JCC in northeast Philly, for reference it’s less then 20 minutes from my house. Call me whenever before the game for directions, to get a ride with, or if you want to follow what will surely be a caravan... and remember, if we win, you win. And we lose, you're still winners.
I want to, one day, be employed by a company where when you walk in the first day, before they show you to your desk, you are asked, "would you like the smoking or the non-smoking section?"
I think i would just pull out a gun right there and shoot myself in the face and die a happy man, heh... and you all think its cancer that will kill me. I say, nay... it will be the prospect of the freedom to enjoy cancer in an indoor environment on a day-to-day basis.
That is of course unless i happen to see another website with music playing first, that may also drive me to invest in a self-inflicted gunshot wound. And what an investment it will be.
That's all I have, it’s the end of the week and, as per standard, i am beat. I'll be back Monday with tales of a weekend that so far is looking like its going to be... well... ridiculous.
-tony
heart, you can't coach it
I want to, one day, be employed by a company where when you walk in the first day, before they show you to your desk, you are asked, "would you like the smoking or the non-smoking section?"
I think i would just pull out a gun right there and shoot myself in the face and die a happy man, heh... and you all think its cancer that will kill me. I say, nay... it will be the prospect of the freedom to enjoy cancer in an indoor environment on a day-to-day basis.
That is of course unless i happen to see another website with music playing first, that may also drive me to invest in a self-inflicted gunshot wound. And what an investment it will be.
That's all I have, it’s the end of the week and, as per standard, i am beat. I'll be back Monday with tales of a weekend that so far is looking like its going to be... well... ridiculous.
-tony
heart, you can't coach it