I would not eat them in a rout, or with the outcome still in doubt...

 

I would not in a rain delay, or back end of a double play.

I hate the ************ Yankees, oh yes I do

They spend like sailors, and smell like poo.

 

 

 

The sun has been out for 5 minutes in the past week here.

 

 

I hope that at least it happened during the day...

Somewhat allergic to pine trees, so we have a fake tree now. It pains me. Not the tree, btw....

 

Decorative pillows annoy me, and I don't really get annoyed easily anymore.

 

I like the couch or campground for napping.

 

I forget the other questions.....

Edited September 12, 20188 yr by Mike Sixel

I hope that at least it happened during the day...

THE IMPOSSIBLE HAS HAPPENED!

 

I forget the other questions.....

 

The good news is that there's an excellent chance that you won't be haunted by memories of this season...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

 

WE JUST KNOCKED THE YANKEES OUT OF THE PLAYOFFS!!!!!!!!!!

 

WINNAH!!!!!!!

Gawd, that was a nasty changeup for strike 3-- 

 

Chicken time!

 

Wow. Deserves double chicken with waffles:

 

 

 

 

Wow. Deserves double chicken with waffles:

 

 

Now I can eat!

 

THE IMPOSSIBLE HAS HAPPENED!

 

 

And I am moved beyond mere words... Let the festive dance begin!

 

Edited September 12, 20188 yr by LaBombo

Yankees and chicken dinner? What weird and wonderful universe is this?

so was that the wild card game?

Flummoxed by this one.

shhh.

I think we won

The good news is that there's an excellent chance that you won't be haunted by memories of this season...

Season?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

 

WE JUST KNOCKED THE YANKEES OUT OF THE PLAYOFFS!!!!!!!!!!

 

WINNAH!!!!!!!

Uh, I got bad news....

And in honor of the day-  Just thought I'd throw this in.

 

This is how I care to remember this place.

 

 

 

Season?

 

Even worse... I was just gonna say 'game' at first.   But now that you mention it... 

 

Uh, I got bad news....

 

And in honor of the day-  Just thought I'd throw this in.

 

This is how I care to remember this place.

 

Look at this guy, bringing the mood down.

 

Just kidding, great picture.

 

Everybody sing along now:

 

//

When you're down by the sea

and an eel bites your knee,

that's a moray.

Btw...winner.

 

I get one per year. This is the one.

 

I get one per year. This is the one.

 

So do the Twins.

 

 

*ba-dum, ching!*

 

Mauer, hr, 4 rbi

You sounded just like the old Green Bay Packers announcer Ray Scott from the 1960s. "Starr. Dowler. Touchdown."