The rantings and ravings of someone who's had their brain bleached by prolonged residence in the Arizona desert.
The Protection of Saint Dogbert
18 August 2009
Live by the Smack, Die by the Smack
So, I'm in a fantasy baseball league with my cousin and a few of his friends. One of them decided to talk some smack once he made it to the top of the league (last week), and then immediately lost to the worst team in the league (dropping him in third place). So, in response to the smack talk, he got this today, courtesy of me. Hutch will just have to learn from his mistake. Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, I am in first place in the league (technically tied for first, but I own the tiebreaker).
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