When it was 8-0, I called my Dad and proclaimed Boston was getting a big bad booty bashing, and that maybe if Cunt re-tied his shoe one more time it would all be a bad dream. Possibly if he cut off all the circulation in his foot that might help him last more than 3 innings. Douchebag. Moose was pitching a perfect game and has he always been this hot and I just didn't notice?... I have a slight crush on him. And then those stupid assmunch announcers started talking again about "one swing of the bat" just like the other day with Sierra, and it happened again! They need to stop that shite or tell me the lottery numbers. I won't lie and say I didn't throw up in my mouth once or twice in the eighth inning, but regardless all I can say is... 1918. Suck on my Bernie! Bring on Pedro - Who's your Daddy?? (obscene gesture)
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