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Thursday, November 5, 2009

In Timmy We Trust


And boom goes the dynamite. (click here)

I love it. I want my favorite athlete in the entire world rolling dirty in his Benzo at 8am during the offseason. Am I wrong?

Here were the two best email responses from my friends immediately after this was announced:

Moody:
I eat 3.3 grams for breakfast. Sprinkled on my toast. And who doesn’t speed through Hazel Dell at 8:32 am all cheeched on grass after a night at the strippies in Portland? Honestly! The cop should have done that math and said good day sir!

WB:
He must have left the kilo at home - phat UW graduate - good move.



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