hi, this is me being random.
Last night I dreamed I ran over one of my spawn... Who wants to be first to report Scott to Child Protective Services?
Wtf, man, my butt looks like it's the size of the USSR. -->
Someone please stroke my ego and tell me it doesn't always look like that.....
So, Byrnesie to the Orioles? Hm, poor boy I'm sure is tired of uprooting himself, though it's a favorable move for most of us guys here in Oakland (that I've talked to anyway) since now we get to play against him. Cue the evil Nosferatu-esque hand-rubbing. You never really notice how loud he is until he's gone, do you? GOD I miss him.
Everything's just cracking me up tonight. Like this:
Scoots: "Help meeee! I'm flying into space!"
Elly: "YES. Prime opportunity to get these pants off."
Kendall: "Rawr."
Yeah, that cracked me up but not half as much as something I saw on Baseball Tonight. Raise your hand if you think Johnny Damon getting pegged on the back of the head was the funniest goddamn thing you've seen in your life.
*WAVES*