Goodbye bracket. The madness has consumed you and incinerated your very being. I weep for you, for you are lost, toast, garbage. Oh poor, poor bracket. Poor, poor bracket. Too many upsets, too many high seeds advancing. How could you have known? Oh bracket, it's not your fault. Goodbye sweet bracket, goodbye.
1 comment:
Uh yea... mine is in ICU currently, and I don't think it's going to pull through, but I don't have the heart to disconnect it from life support. Maybe I should consult congress?...
Post a Comment