The Lord tells me he can get me out of this mess...but, he's pretty sure you're fucked.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Thanks, Progressive Boink

MichaelTehader: Mmm, nothing like the baseball diamond and a delicious orange juice to celebrate the coming of Fall.
raffi: may I have a sip of that please
MichaelTehader: Sure, raffi! Nothing beats a TALL, frosty glass of O'Jay!
MichaelTehader: hey, do you remember that show "tazmania" where his dad was alway
raffi: hold on a second. Coach! Hey, coach!
SamPer_Fi: Yes Raffi, what is it?
raffi: I finally figured it out, these juices Tejada have been giving me are the reason I tested positive for steroids, not that I use steroids! It's been Miggy's fault all along!
SamPer_Fi: What the shit are you talking about?
raffi: And also one time I was on the DL so Tejada brought me some chicken soup. That chicken soup made me feel better. How? HOW DO YOU THINK.
SamPer_Fi: So you're saying not only did you not do steroids, but the reason why you tested positively for them was because Miguel Tejada made you?
SamPer_Fi: It's the fault of our best player, a positive figurehead in our community, and a man who brings racial and familial unity to our ball club...
SamPer_Fi: ...instead of it being the fault of the aging, unsociable DRUG SPOKESMAN who we've already learned lied with a pointed finger to our government?
raffi: Yes, that makes perfect sense.
SamPer_Fi: Raffi, go home.
MichaelTehader: Also, get hit by a car on your way there.
raffi: Wait, did I say Miguel Tejada? Where's my brain. I meant that guy. It's that guy's fault.
koolaid_the_gang: now what the fuck did i do

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