Lesson 1: Nobody fucks with the Jesus.
Lesson 2: The second ball from mi hermano goes on my desk.
Lesson3: I am this close to buying a Dukes jersey. I'm so afraid of him impregnating a 17 year old or stabbing a teammate, however, that I think I'll just buy a Flores or a Lannan jersey and play it safe.
God bless 0 for 4 folks that come up with runners in scoring position in the 9th, and God bless the arm that is Elijah Dukes.
P.S. Someone ask me about Colome referencing my tattoo. Pretty please.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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What did Colome say about your tattoo?
Oh, oh! Yay. OK, so I was razzing him for wearing a really thick hoodie, since it was 85 degrees out. I said something to the effect of, "Jesus, your not hot? It's hot out here! You cold?"
OK, then he pointed to his forearm and asked me if I was hot, too. You know, with the flames and all.
OK, might not of been the great story I thought it was. My bads.
Does he speak English well? Spanglish?
That's a negative, ghost rider. It was mostly charades, but he's very good at it.
I should've pointed ou that I was using the word "said" loosely.
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